Passing Bird

she's got black hair and she has got a black dress she's pretending that her life is a mess but I cannot rest with so many worries I can't lie down and say I am done I live 'cause I need more light I hope I can change today she would never think of changing too much f**king emo, it's false (I know) she stops me in the street and asks me to follow I would if I could if I wouldn't mind breaking her.