MUSIC FOR SALE

So they say that the hardest part will soon be over
But I feel so worn out that I can't enjoy this party sober (anymore)
So they say that time will sort out all the little pieces
But what if time is a broken puzzle that I can't fix
Could a smothered flame light up again, and brighten the darkness I'm wandering?

Am I giving it up? Cause my heart isn't thriving
Am I living it up? Or am I merely surviving?
I'm out in the atmosphere floating away like a little balloon lost on on birthday

So they say that a story shouldn't end in the middle
But I've seen what pages are left, and they're running over in unsolved riddles
And could the pages turn back again, and I'll rewrite the story I'm lost in

Am I giving it up? Cause my heart isn't thriving
Am I living it up? Or am I merely surviving?
I'm out in the atmosphere floating away like a little balloon lost on on birthday

And what if plans were made to be broken?
Doubts meant to be spoken out
I could tie it all down or let it float away

Am I giving it up? Cause my heart isn't thriving
Am I living it up? Or am I merely surviving?
I'm out in the atmosphere floating away like a little balloon lost on on birthday

I feel like giving it up, cause my heart isn't thriving
Am I living it up? Or am I barely surviving?
Would I be happier floating away? Would I be happier floating away?
Like a little balloon lost
Little balloon lost
I'm a little balloon floating away