Do you remember all the days we spent under the boardwalk? We'd lie together and talk. I don't mind these Northeast winters, But I know that they make you feel worse. This fucking place is cursed.
And when tomorrow comes, everything will be alright.
This winter's been far too cold, And I wish you were here so I could hold you And tell you nothing's as bad as it seems. I'm waiting for those summer nights, So we can lie awake, and you and I can talk About what growing up means.
I'd breathe every breath I have into your lungs To stand the pressure; there's so much pressure. Your razor blades can rust in your closet, Your self-hating thoughts can die in your head.
And when tomorrow comes, everything will be alright.
This winter's been far too cold, And I wish you were here so I could hold you And tell you nothing's as bad as it seems. I'm waiting for those summer nights, So we can lie awake, and you and I can talk About what growing up means.
And we were careful, and yet so careless. It's a miracle that we both made it through this. The future scares you, but that's not what scares me: It's the thought of ever being alone.
This winter's been far too cold, And I wish you were here so I could hold you And tell you nothing's as bad as it seems. I'm waiting for those summer nights, So we can lie awake, and you and I can talk About what growing up means.
AND I SPENT ALL MY TIME SPILLING MY THOUGHTS ON THESE PAGES WELL IF I KNEW WHAT WAS COMING I NEVER WOULD HAVE GAVE IN