Pink Balloon

Your mom keeps threatening suicide on holidays

Your sister's in LA making dinner with fresh produce

And whether it's a fallacy

You sing of love persistently

Sometimes when you sing to me

I still believe I know you

How am I supposed to wanna hear it anymore?

I'm trying to make you laugh

Sweating like an acrobat

Sometimes I speak on your behalf

I'm nervous on a full moon

When they can see it in your eyes

That you're about to hit the sky

I'm hanging on the line that ties me to your pink balloon

How am I supposed to wanna hold it anymore?

I know exactly when it turned into an accident

In the bathroom, it was in the stars or wine or it was late

But I must've let you down

'Cause somewhere between then and now

I broke a promise that I didn't even know I made

How are you supposed to wanna love me anymore?

How are you supposed to wanna love me anymore?