I got high on scrapings from my nails now I’m back down my eyes are growing dark my burnt spoon has dried beneath the bed and I’m dreaming of dirty blue balloons
I’ve waited so long without you I’ve waited too long for you
He came in, he didn’t speak my language I paid him with everything I had and promised next time. He opened up his mouth and then they floated out dirty blue balloons
Nothing helps and no one else can make it feel okay, floating through the day nothing helps and no one else can make it feel alright, float me through the night I can not let ‘em go dirty blue balloons.