The Spoon

See your reflection in the spoon

It looks different

I see your reflection in the spoon

It looks different

Why does it rain every time that you come by?

It feels like the open sky

Knows that shit won't change till I fix my mind, oh

It's got to be different

I see your reflection in the spoon

It's warped and stretched 'round the edges, and

Trying hard to break these habits

Don't wanna be a lonely rabbit

But I do want to live this life I never let myself

Oh, you pulled the plug before we overflowed, yeah

And now we're here

Saving something from itself

But it's a passion deeper than I've ever felt

I greet a stranger every time that he runs by

We share a smile and a, and a

And laugh at the, at the

The ridiculousness-ness-ness-ness-ness-ness of our lives, yeah

And I see my reflection in the spoon, yeah

It looks different

I see my reflection in the spoon, yeah

It looks different

Why does it rain every time that you come by?

Feels like the open sky

Knows that shit won't change till I fix my mind, yeah

It's got to be different

Oh yeah, ehh

And I see my reflection in the spoon

It's warped-ah

And stretched 'round edges, yeah

But it still smiles

Is too much?

I see your re–

Know I see your re–

I see your reflection in the spoon, yeah, yeah, yeah

Still fine, still mine

Too much, too much

Is it too much, yeah

Too much, too much

Too much, too much

The last time the pillow smelled of your hair

It was too much

I act calm, but I, but I

But I care, yes I

Yes, I really, really care

Really, really

Really, really

Really, really care