Hard math and hand grenades

You see her standing there
Leaking dust from a thousand tiny cuts
And you want to save her
But she’s already gone with
Catgut hope and a needles eye
She says it only looks like drowning
Says the best part of falling is flying
It only looks like she’s laughing
But you can hear the crying
Someone so out of time shouldn’t exist
She’s a sad joke that makes no sense
She’s black holes and hard math and hand grenades
She’s got nothing for you but you stay
Every time you’re almost done
When you’re just about to walk away
She gives that smile that breaks your soul
And you understand there’s nowhere to go
Whatever this is, it’s out of your control
She is the vapor in your blood
You are the marrow in her bones
It’s only when you’re with her
You’re ever really home