It's 59 degrees and the cracks on these streets won't' help me staying calm in the backseat while I'm thinking about how we got here and how this hole became so cold it took me years to gain some clarity but now I'm scared, I've got no plans…
I guess I'll just put off again…cause that's what I always do.
Life has just washed us away by the time we leave this place will fall apart As if there was another way did this town grow up, or did I? I honestly don't know… I'm not sure if I'm done yet I'm not ready to say goodbye all I know is that I'd be missing the summer nights here.
I've been hanging yellow notes around my room hoping that they will turn into something I would be proud of they say I should live in the \"now\" but hey, I always feel I'm one second behind my own life, never fully present.
Life has just washed us away by the time we leave this place will fall apart As if there was another way did this town grow up, or did I? I honestly don't know… I'm not sure if I'm done yet I'm not ready to say goodbye all I know is that I'd be missing the summer nights here
and through half closed eyes we'll realize we don't need big plans as long as we'll keep these memories safe like playing flip cup with Ben, Jen and Katie or the tequila nights at LEX (hard laughs due to this drunk honesty) And when shit gets bad we'll give \"The Upsides\" another spin and even though we hardly get along we'll keep looking for reasons to call this place home.
(Things will never be the same. I'll come back to catch my breath. I kept my distance but I've never felt this close)