i lost my head, and then i left your open hand.
now, i'm dying to get back to it.
wrought with fear of being able to hurt someone so much.
what comes after this?
i threw stones again
just to see where they'd land
i threw stones again just to see where they'd land!
i talked her ear off about nothing.
and about how everyone is different
it's what makes us exactly the same
it's a nice literary device to explain how none of this works,
all of the time.
and i couldn't tell you how many times i've been up there,
but never by myself.
well, i'm never by myself.
cuz, i threw stones again, well, just to see where they'd land!
yeah i threw stones again!
well, just to see where they'd land!
i threw stones again, huh?
well, never by myself!
yeah, i threw stones again. well.
never by myself.