I want time to cry
I want time to lie down
I want time to fall away form this
I want time to brood
I want time to be hopeful
I want time to try to get you back
But I don't want any time alive
If it's gonna be like this
And now your body is fictional
In my mind
And nothing at all in my hands
Your heart, if it's still left
Is a glass box
I've tried my best to fill
With the only good things
I can remember
I know you really don't think
About me much anymore
But you're all I can put in my head
There is nowhere to go
I have all the time in the world
And it keeps me tied to you
So stop laughing at me