all i ever hope to be is clear
so if my nagging fear is true
and youre humoring me
just let me know
i generally wait to let things go
and i probably wont until you tell me to
i think i know myself less well than i let on
i think i know you less well than i need to
just dont go
pretend that its the terror pigeon show
pretend i didnt know this going in
"its a shame you think wed reunite over milk and not dank snax"
i got too high
and struggled with the bigger things you struggle with
im afraid of losing touch
of correct focus
i just felt lucky to be there
if i give you hope whys it feel im out of chances?
like you were my last chance and thats as close as ill ever get
just tell me you know
to just calm down
i will be fine, i will be waiting, i will be quiet
who do i think i am?
i think in general people are too quick to say "i know what you mean"
is it too obvious to move to boston now?
what if i never have a last time i saw you?
we cant keep pretending this is healthy
is it too predictable?
can i move to boston?
because i just wanna watch mr. show and hold you
(but i cant)
so im just gonna listen to your brothers band and look at pictures of you
(until it hurts too bad)
im afraid to say your name out loud
ive only read it and ive still never asked how