Falling Solo

	Thought you'd saved me from falling solo
	But i was busy playing marco polo
	I used to think i could write about love
	But nothing's more wrong than a fearful poet
	Someone move me between these feelings
	And punctuate this hope i'm stealing
	I'm so guilty, without to meaning
	To be just one more mess that needs cleaning up
	Someone stop me just like i've dropped me
	And i will swollow the whole world laughing
	But don't get me wrong, it's kinda funny
	When something solid now runs like honey