i used to take the bus to the ocean to the spot you said to meet i walked past everyone i didn't want to see and with the sun at its departure and your body close to me every word was spoken nervously i know you never really liked people i didn't mean to make that worse i'd give everything i am for who you were
i've got a cross buried in my mind swaying with the morning breeze crucify my baby as i sleep and i know that time is against but we really need to speak because i'm so sick of waking halfway through an apology i'm sorry for the letter i didn't expect you to respond i guess that's what it's like when you're gone
now i'm dying for a friday one where i actually leave i still know the roads that take me to your street