THE MEDUSA COMPLEX,

meet me in the stairwell in a second.

nobody else will be there.

can you remind me the building you live in?

goodbyes always take us half an hour.

i don’t need you, i don’t need you.

besides, i barely ever see you anymore and when i do it feels you’re only halfway there.

the day i die, where will we be?

i’d rather walk all the way home right now than to spend one more second in this place.

let’s just get high enough to see our problems.

i’m always thinking about useless things.

i’m mixing weed with wine.

i can’t stay here and i can’t come back.

maybe i listen more than you think.

why are you hiding from me?

we’re in a different kind of thing now.

i thought that this would all work out after a while.

i thought you and i might be okay.

i’d like to spin a while around the copperwood tree.

there’s something about her eyes.

dim the lights a little lower.

this must be the genius we’ve been waiting years for.

i’ve been trying to see where we’re going, but you’re so hard to follow.

i don’t think we’re getting anywhere any time soon.

you just keep saying so many things that i wish you won’t.

i’ve been talking about you to myself cause there’s nobody else.

and i want what i want, and i want everything.

they all have something against me.

i keep re-reading the same lines always up at 5am every morning.

i have no positions, no point of view or vision.

i’m just trying to stay in touch with anything i’m still in touch with.

i swear you got a little bit taller since i saw you. 

it wasn’t so bad, i wasn’t that sick.

i wanted to ask if you could stay.

i’m gonna keep you in love with me for a while.

go back to sleep, let me drive, let me think, let me figure it out.

i’ll tell you about it some time.

i came back to see if you were here, but everything was different.