hollow bones

morning glory eyes are gone

and i'm left here all alone.

i can see those flowers wan;

please love me and my hollow bones.

i'm just a lie-my bones lack marrow-

how could you love one like me?

i think i'll lie (to you!) and grow so narrow

that i can't even be seen.

morning glory eyes have faded

and i'm left here with my poems.

it's all my fault-we should have waited-

please love me and my hollow bones.

bones are brittle, bones can break,

break like the promises that we make.

but bones can’t trust, now neither can you,

you Morning Glory Boy of blue.

that Morning Glory Boy is sad,

he can’t see this hunger is real.

my darling, dear, please don’t be mad!

soon I will be ideal.

morning glory eyes gave up

and together my lips are sewn.

i’m pouring my life in a measuring cup;

please love me and my hollow bones.

my bones aren’t perfect, but i can be-

at least for a little while. 

and until that day that i finally crack,

for you i'll pretend to smile.

that yellowbird hasn't flown.

please love me and my hollow bones.

i can't make it on my own.

please love me and my hollow bones.

if we'll survive remains unknown, but

please love me and my hollow bones.