Better

i have an itch creating a great divide
between regions in my mind i can't design
caught in an avalanche falling under snow
how far down can i sink before i fall below?
the winter is cold here, i bet it makes you cold too
a landslide is coming, it's pulling me through
this cold cold air is folding me too
into tiny shapes of paper with no hint or clue

i was a satellite hovering above you
i was that twinkling light, shining blue
like flourescent light in the dark of night
i will shine on you

i have a pain i've been meaning to fix
and film rushing by these two second clips
my eyes aren't vacant dear, they're just itching for you
and if i were pulling you under, i'll go under too
i was wishing on a star and it was crashing to the ground
sometimes the ugliest words make the prettiest sound
i have an itch that's been burning for you
and if you were a star i'd be burning too

i was a satellite hovering above you
like some shimmering star that's twinkling blue
like neon lights in the dark of the winter
i'll realize it was you