Pretty girls are always in a rush Guess they've always got somewhere to be Thought I'd find myself a room Fill it up with sleep But I'm finding it hard to breathe My hair is bent from all these dreams Blue breath from holding up the ceiling Bones that want to let me go I'm all they know And I'm finding it hard to believe There's a skin that separates me From the night that wouldn't leave Eyes up is this enough A quick breath A roller coaster in my chest Sleep now it's been a while A slow breath An ocean in my chest