Back inside where the walls are paper thin Your flowers were drying out by a water tin Close enough to feel the moisture in the air So every night they learn What's right isn't always fair If you got something to say to me lately Open up your lungs Let me know where you want me to go I've nothing to show But frankly, I've been skipping stones on my own From the top of a throne Did you figure it out this time? (I broke a promise, a promise again) Was the view even worth the climb? (I broke a promise, a promise) (Is it wrong to think there's more to summer glare?) If you got something to say to me lately Open up your lungs Let me know where you want me to go I've nothing to show But frankly, I've been skipping stones on my own From the top of a throne