i've been spending every day since high school in the woods, under your bed i am a thread just hanging from your t-shirt seams i settle for the dead parts of your days as of recently i'm so unimportant and 17 you say i'm cool enough to hang but introduce me as your friend i'm not a place for you to rest your stupid fucking head im a kid, you're right hold my hand, i might get lost in your house i've been spending everyday since high school in the woods, under your bed wait homesick at church camp