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I hate these crowded bars and the people too, but they feel so empty when I’m with you. I wanna look you in the face but I’m stuck bouncing my feet in place. Your eyes are an album of blurry photographs: it’s your graduation cap or the depression naps I take. I don’t like being awake.
And I am slow to start and slower to stop anytime soon.
I read your resignation letter seven times in a row. I had the lyrics memorized like the words to my favorite punk song. And now from time to time I have to remind myself it’s just the draft when I feel the curtain press against my body in the bath. But please before you go, all I really want to know is did I keep my only promise I made in the second song I wrote you? We listen on my couch built for two.
So take this camera with you. I want to see what you’ll do. Because I’m too afraid to leave my room. And you’re fast to start, and faster to stop. Faster than I’ll ever be.
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