I find it hard to keep my head about me
Visions in my head of what the future could hold
The failure to be is all I can see
I think of our love like a villa by the sea
But the rafters are broken, and full of mold
I find it hard to keep my head about me
I remember summers we spent living in the trees
But it’s been months and our blood has run cold
The failure to be is all I can see
You tried to make me think that this love would set me free
But you taught me that even liberty can be sold
I find it hard to keep my head about me
I locked up my soul and then handed you the key
But you traded it away for an inch of gold
The failure to be is all I can see
So from your embrace I must decide to flee
I may regret it now, but I won’t when I’m old.
I find it hard to keep my head about me.
The failure to be is all I can see.
