Roe Knows Best - No Wonder She's Alone

No wonder she's alone when all she talks about is space
It's shame she's stuck at home and not in your face
We live in prisons of our own design
She's fucked up, but says she's fine

I wait by your window
And at the sound of your voice
My heart explodes
I tip-toe through your garden
But at night I lie awake
Wide-eyed on the ground

Picking scar tissue like a lock because there is no key
Of what could possibly unlock you and me
Hearts broken on parade
And we're too calloused to feel a thing

I wait by your window
And at the sound of your voice
My heart explodes
I tip-toe through your garden
But at night I lie awake
Wide-eyed on the ground

No wonder I'm alone when all I talk about is space
Inclined to watching sci-fi shows inside a TV daze
I've built a prison of my own design
But my heart's on my sleeve, it's on the line

Written by:
Rosanna L O'brien

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