I saw a fire and thought of rain

It all begins to feel the same

With you and me

Close my eyes and hope to dream

Of filler friends with their filler things

They say to me

No one wants it sweet

They want it to hurt

So you can be the feet

And I will play the dirt

Heaven is a place

With lilacs in your hair

Heaven might be real

So I will meet you there

I am twelve and back in trouble

Alone again, but getting older

And you let me sleep

Think I'm just your baby doll

With plastic curves and feeling small

But you let me sleep

No one wants it sweet

They want it to hurt

So you can be the feet

And I will play the dirt

Heaven is a place

With lilacs in your hair

Heaven might be real

So I will meet you there