Big songbirds don't cry They just get the blues Besides in sports bar, the adage holds true It's blues with red and silver telecasted sound Pentatonic poetry as a higher ground Oh, you like to get above it But a lie can fit in any stomach pit Night owls don't get green They just get even Jealousy's a kick-start to an evening Tell Trevor or whatever that his time is up And if he walks through that door I'm sure I'll clean his clock 'Cause you like to get control of it But a lie can sit next to you and call your shit Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Big songbirds don't cry Big songbirds don't cry See them in the sky Singing something high Big songbirds don't cry Big songbirds don't cry See them in the sky Singing something high We couldn't quite hit that note right

In a house of only mirrors It isn't easy to ignore There's a grisly in my hallway There's a demon at my door He's tryna air out all my insides (oh) He wants to show me when I'm down (oh, oh) He's out there with the pin and shoelace (oh, oh) And he's Jimmy in the law (ah, ah) But angels on the ground Has been protecting me Angels on the ground Well, there's a window worth opening And there's a place I wanna get But I can't tell a mirror from a window When my car is on a frisk So, even if I unwant the prospective (ooh) And got the Camry running smooth (ah, ah) There isn't a map to where I'm driving (ah, ooh) And I'd have to build the highway too (ooh, ooh) But angels on the ground They've been helping me Angels on the ground No, life isn't a highway It's a pattern where if I stare hard enough All there should love I wanna wear it on me So in reflections I'm reminded I'm enough (Ah, ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah) I only wanted it to end (ah, ah-ah-ah) For another luck again (ah-ah-ah) Cooling from cobwebs (ah-ah-ah) And you call me (ah) I only wanted it to end (ah, ah-ah-ah) For another luck again (ah-ah-ah) Cooling from cobwebs (ah-ah-ah) And you call me (ah) (Ah, ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah)

If you become a ghost you'd be a good ghost You'd turn the light off if I leave it on And when I'm sittin', playin' piano I can hear you home alone And even sometimes if I'm quiet I hear you singing your own one And it goes on It goes, I feel all of you It goes on It goes, I feel all of you I can reach and touch you if I wanted to When you're gone, I know you aren't gone for good In my archival mind, you're froze When it comes to conversations, word was done I've got a bookshelves worth of your prose And when I look close at the cliff notes It's all your love letters in code And they go on They go, I feel all of you They go on They go, I feel all of you I can reach and touch you if I wanted to Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, hoo-hoo Ooh, hoo-ooh-ooh, hoo-hoo Ooh, hoo-ooh-ooh, ooh-hoo Ooh-ooh-hoo, hoo If you become a ghost you'd be a good ghost

In love, but alone Out, but in my head I'm still at home Well, then, how come all my troubles Turn into thought bubbles And I'm a cartoon of myself now in the screen Well, if mom's asleep, don't wake her I was just meeting my maker And letting him take me out for a drink Oh, you've gotta be in two places just to be Modern lovers find that easy Well, then, how come all my candor Just comes across as grandeur? And I'm a locket with my own face in the frame I didn't mean to keep you waiting Was laying in bed with Satan Now all my nightmares are in high chairs and laughing They're laughing with me Well, then, how come all my candor Just comes across as jokes? And I'm a cartoon (yeah) I'm a locket (yeah) I'm a locket (yeah) I'm a locket (yeah) I'm a locket with my own face in the frame I'm just one good look From getting right back in your brain