Fresh Out Of Air

6 months gone

Not strong enough to turn my anger into diamonds

Time march on

But time isn't real and I'm angry at nothing

But we were never nothing

Put your hand back in your pocket

I don't want it, I swear

If you don't take it back

And I don't say it back

Oh, would you care?

I'm fresh out of air

Lilac, your skin in the light's frame

Curls in the wind, soft and opaque

I won't steal your soul away

Because I see her watching

Took it upon me to let go

I feel your space in the echoes

Play along to her sweet, sweet, sweet humming

What we once were

I just can't forget

I pick up your calls

'Cause you're stuck in my head

Silence, it breaks, I stay watching

Hand in your jacket, not on me

Taking it out to give her anything, anything, anything

Put your hand back in your pocket

I don't want it, I swear

If you don't take it back

And I don't say it back

Oh, would you care?

I'm fresh out of air

Put your hand back (I'm fresh out of air)

In your pocket

I don't want it, I swear (Fresh out of air)

If you don't take it back

And I don't say it back

Oh, would you care? (Oh)