I'm sorry that you came
Up to speed with everything
And it's sad you never made it out
It's okay, I guess you had it good for a while
I'm not yours to carve not Jack-o-lantern prey
And your spider legs were getting in the way
And like the sun, you're unable to decide
On which side of the world you like to spend your time
And when you keep your complications in tow
Don't the weight of so many anchors bend your bow
I'm not yours to carve not Jack-o-lantern prey
And your spider legs were getting in the way