Uneven & Brittle

I stay away when you burn me like fire
 I'm unmatched as I'm lazy, you spit as you say
 I get crushed by my dreams that I clawed and begged for
 It's myself I deceive
 I got all I asked for
 If I wait in deep sleep
 There's nothing there to pray for
 Uneven and brittle
 Is there fruit on our tree?
 Those altered dreams that I saw there now look back at us cracked
 And loving care notions break as they retract
 It's the morning here now, there's some peace, but no laughter
 It's myself I deceive
 I got all I asked for
 If I wait in deep sleep
 There's nothing there to pray for
 Uneven and brittle
 Is there fruit on our tree?
 The spirit master from whom we spent
 I sit now & see, all mine was pretence
 Eh
 Eh
 It's myself I deceive
 I got all I asked for
 Uneven and brittle
 Is there fruit on our tree?
 It's myself I deceive
 I got all I asked for
 Uneven and brittle
 Is there fruit on our tree?