Looking back, I really wish I had known all the stupid inconsistencies I wrote. And I love that way you don’t call me back on the phone. Every time I'd see you smile I felt that weight just go.
What we saw and what we see. Turns out they’ve never really ever been the same. You push it up to pull me down. I’m pushing all the stones around you away.
Looking back, I really wish I had known all the stupid inconsistencies I wrote. And I love that way that you always got me back home. And all those times we got real lost down in the south and you’d wail.
What we saw and what we see. Turns out they’ve never really ever been the same. You push it up to pull me down. I’m pushing all the stones around you away.
You pull me up to push me down, while kicking stones around. We’ve never really ever felt the same.