What About You

Have you fallen
Before I've even arrived?
I'll be honest
I've barely learned how to drive
To you
What about you?

Sweet as a bug in the front of the garden
Tip-toe and I won't make a sound
Dull as a knife when I'm feeling too guarded
I'll tug at it, letting it down
Soft as a lip or a tip of a finger
Don't bite it to keep me around
After I leave, are you feeling me linger?
Won't go if you don't let me down

The road's flooded, I'll push it until I choke
It's so sudden
Won't notice I turned to a ghost

What do you want from me? What do you want from me?

What do you want from me? What do you want from me?

What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?