Forests
Biting Straws
Climbing trees like we did when we were kids
We found ourselves a home in a tree house
But what a terrible mess
I made of my life

Climbing trees like we did when we were kids
We found ourselves a home in a tree house
Maybe one day maybe one day
That I could finally see
But what a terrible mess
I made of my life

I know I'm a total wreck and
Here's a bag full of words
I didn't say I didn't say
Sometimes I let my guard down
And you're someone else
Now I hate eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

And all the things I ever told
It's mistakes that make us who we are

Climbing trees like we did when we were kids
We found ourselves a home in a tree house
Maybe one day maybe one day
That I could finally see
In a tree house