your hand on my knee and

i look at you softly

we both know we’re nothing

you touch me on my neck

i knew that i’d regret

smiling back at you

i wish that i had you

saw you on a tuesday

broke down at the station

whenever i’m ready

you keep me waiting

i hope that you’re sorry

sorry you wasted

two years of my life

hoping you’d change your mind

and i know that

it’s complicated

you love her forever

yet you’re not together

but i’m here in your city

i want you to take me

you tell them we’re just friends

i think that you’re faking

you cried on our friend’s couch

saying you messed up

didn’t say what for

probably best if

you never had told me

it’s making me lose sleep

the way that you said it

promise you meant it

i sat on the curbside

wondering why i let you slip away

i had you that day way back in october

you had just asked me

asked me to choose the

girl you would stay with

i told you the latter

i wish i was selfish

maybe i’d be happy

if i just took it

and we’d have an apartment

move in in our twenties

in new york city

it’s all a daydream

cause you made your decision

i watched and i’ll listen

write my diary entries

while dying and empty

never felt your embrace

and it’ll stay that way

as long as i know you

i’ll never escape

the thought of us, darling

forgot her name, but it still rings true

and all i wanted to do

was make up for what she knew

now i see her silhouette on unsuspecting strangers

its hard to forget when i'm tangled up in the things that changed her

and i could try my best to explain it

but i'd run the risk of losing breath on empty pages

losing breath on no exchanges

losing breath on no one waiting

carved your name into my palm

so i'll forget it when you're gone

sleep alright tonight

dream a dream of you and i

and i could try my best to explain it

but i'd run the risk of losing breath on mepty pages

losing breath on no exchanges

losing breath on no one waiting

i will pretend that i can push it down

hold my head under and try to drown the thoughts

i'd spend days trying to forget

will i see you? can you haunt me? in the next life, i'll say i'm sorry

and i, i can try my best to explain it

run the risk of losing breath on empty pages

losing breath on no exchanges

losing breath on no one waiting

and i could tell you were hesitating

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