I know it's been a while since I've called I've just got so much to think about I wish things were still simple I wish I was still seven years old
I hate to complain like this to you but you're the only one who understands me anymore!
You mean more than a bright name On a screen On a dark day You're more than the voice in my pillow Catching me when I fall asleep
You are just my dream Painted on a body You are my childhood Photographed late in August
We weren't so worried we had a mental disease All that we cared about were the scrapes on our knees
You are a constant You are a human being You are a Saturday spent with the family When I didn't hate my dad When I didn't hate my life When I didn't hate myself