I can't remember the last time I thought I could read minds Not a talent but a burden, and I don't deserve it Don't think it rude It's not you; it's you and your friends At least I'm not stuck home alone again
and I'm not home and I'm not alone, but I'm over
the goosebumps spelled out in Braille on your back all the times you said you quit and all the times you fell back into the same nasty habits affixed in your jaw call it chemistry; call it whatever you want and all the people i loved yesterday and will love tomorrow I love them the same today, so don't expect an apology
and you won't see it until it happens and it won't see you until you're over it