talking
I want you to be happy
and um..
that's like really what it comes down to
and you're one of my good friends in this world
um..
no, but I hope that whatever happens that you will be, like, real happy
not sort of.. fake happy
/talking

Maze broken,
she's runnin,
feet swollin,
he's hummin,
she's stolen him before he even knows it, she's gone.
Teacups sittin on the hollow tree stumps.
He's dumped and can't seem to swallow these lumps;
the beat goes on.
Same fire,
new passion,
old flame,
traded in for that summer fling it's nothing like that sweet old song.
Tipped over,
root the trees bend,
the leaves blend in with the open wound,
the freeze frames keep him warm.
The days thoughts are scraped off,
the weight loss
the new sign says "keep off" as he speeds off into the storm.
Out of spite, the lightning strikes him twice
he's peakin out on the pike,
and cheatin life,
peelin' out on the lawn.
Now he's idling as time is dwindling in his mind,
he's figuring out life's about the little things.
In this labyrinth and all this magnificence can only keep the mics trapped.
The princess is innocent, she doesn't belong.

*I never thought Id miss you*

They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle,
the headstall
She stopped to think for a minute and in a split second went A.W.A.L.

*I never thought Id miss you*

Drawin in the chin is an expression of resentment or scorn
He's pulling on the reins, the bridle, the shower, the storm.
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war (x4)
Clouds are at war. (x3)