These ivy leaf obsessions they encase my bodynwrap over my shouldersnentwine through the lobbynwhen I am held tightlynso just incase that I might leavenI'll get stung for the truths in front of menI dare not seennyou see I've always been good at quittingnbut I'm not too good at letting gonyeah, I've gotten pretty good at quittingnbut I still just can't let gonnI trap myself in this hotel along with my thoughtsnand there's room for my friends herenso I've got people to talk withnand past the front porch is her ivory pathnand they're welcome to walk itnbut I just pick shards from the windownand I seal it in a locketnnwhere it turns into a leafnand I attach it to my sleevenbut I dare not read itnbut at least that it's with mennand this ivy with not breaknuntil I've decided and I take the first steps and admit that it was all just a childish fit and I played itnnoh, darlin' I confessnI played it all up in my headnI calved the truth up and made an endingnso I could digest these tiny segmentsnI played it all up in my headnI calved the truth up and made an endingnso I could digest these tiny documentsnI played it all up in my headnI calved the truth up and made an endingnso I could digest these tiny segmentsnI played it all up in my headnI calved the truth up and made an endingnso I could digest noh, darlin' I confess