so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon you ll keep a close eye on the ever passing time fake a left turn towards the air a brick wall through the bend things you don t care to know a burst of colour an open window sharp pain a smiling face you re nothing more than empty space so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon the next time i arrive i hope i feel more alive a lack of worries a lack of drive it s all spun around in my mind is this wrong is this right i won t know until next time i guess i ll just live my life as another body in line so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon so i ll just feed the moon with nothing more than a crooked spoon it s possible when you re messed up too soon i am just a girl i am just a boy my hair is long my hair is long my eyes are green my eyes are blue i still feel pain and i still feel pain i didn t cry last night i didn t cry last night i didn t cry last night but i am dead inside dead inside1