My gut is so sore but you do not know it I swear I'm okay but there's blood on the fence One word or glance to ruin the hour Tomorrow morning I'll write it all Just another walk Just another house too close too mine I try to keep my distance but I'm not good at that
From worry to confidence I'm tired of this bullshit
You are a circle I am a line
I hear tale after tale of your age When does it end, how long do I wait Good days and bad days but mostly bad ones I'll give it away, but I still want part of it
We'll live in a small house We'll both live alone I'll kiss you goodnight I'll never feel your lips