I lay on the ground, bounce my thoughts off the sky. I'm not making a sound, 'cause I'm wondering why You looked right through me. And why you strung me along, just to cut the string, Now I'll write you a song, 'cause I can't say a thing. So I guess that I'll sing what I mean.
It's too late to fall back down; Back to where my feet were on the ground. Every word I said, I still mean it; I still don't want you around. So maybe you should write this down.
I've gotten your letters, they say, "I wish you would stay," But I think it'd feel better for me to burn every page. And as they're burning, I look up and smile, what a comfortable thing To have burned what you loved, or what you thought love should be. I guess I'm learning what it means.
It's too late to fall back down; Back to where my feet were on the ground. Every word I said, I still mean it; I still don't want you around. So maybe you should write this down. It's too late, you've gone too far. I still keep my head in the sky and my heart with the stars. If you think I didn't mean it, well maybe I should scream it, Or maybe you should write this down.
I'm over it, it's grown far too heavy. I can't shoulder this, I won't be forgetting How you wore me thin; But now I've got to let go and live.
It's too late to fall back down; Back to where my feet were on the ground. Every word I said, I still mean it; I still don't want you around. So maybe you should write this down. It's too late, you've gone too far. I still keep my head in the sky and my heart with the stars. If you think I didn't mean it, well maybe I should scream it, Or maybe you should write this down.