I saw a fire and thought of rain
It all begins to feel the same
With you and me
Close my eyes and hope to dream
Of filler friends with their filler things
They say to me

No one wants it sweet
They want it to hurt
So you can be the feet
And I will play the dirt
Heaven is a place
With lilacs in your hair
Heaven might be real
So I will meet you there

I am twelve and back in trouble
Alone again, but getting older
And you let me sleep
Think I'm just your baby doll
With plastic curves and feeling small
But you let me sleep

No one wants it sweet
They want it to hurt
So you can be the feet
And I will play the dirt
Heaven is a place
With lilacs in your hair
Heaven might be real
So I will meet you there