Canaries

There's a bird on a wire singing songs about you
When I look away, and I can't say I don't think about it
When I see your face in a puddle on a street in the city
It's making me insane, going back to
My old ways of forgetting everything
And I'm sorry to say that I miss you
I don't ever think that I'm much more than what I've become
And I don't think that you ever expected me to be
There are some things that we never understand
Believe in myself, believe in my head, lonely and free
Lonely and free
Breaking down every piece of what I've done
Makes no sense at all; I like it anyways
Getting swept under the rug when you last looked
And maybe I'm just crying wolf
But I took every hand I've shook
As a blessing or a curse
Never trust anyone is what you learn
As far as we're concerned
Better off a vision than a blur
Breaking down every piece of what you've done
Makes no sense at all; I like it anyways
And I'm just hoping next time you'll stay
And there's a dog on a corner barking songs about you
When I cross the street, and I can't admit that I'm lonely
Traded my only ope for a dollar and a place to sleep
And it's a privilege to be hopelessly hopeful at the end of the day
When I know you're okay
Breaking down every piece of what we know
Makes no sense at all; I like it anyways
And I'm just hoping next time you'll stay