Would you at least write me one more song
Live under a bright light, you take the bus home
I don't know where I am most of the time
I base it all on the neon lottery signs
Maybe I'll buy a ticket it's your lucky day
I'll move away, yeah I'd be so brave
Not worryin' about seeing you
Or you and her becoming you and me
I know people change
And we're both moving on
I can't be involved in this, you were my only family
Now you feel foreign in a way, an expatriate

Would you at least write me back today
Most people think you're scattered, but I think you're hasty
And I'm alright with that
Even after a disaster, some things remain intact
And I am worried, yeah I still worry all the time
The things you used to hate about me are all heightened now
But I love myself
Or I'm figuring out how to not always apologize just 'cause I'm the one who's always so upset
I am losing my shit all over your [?] in the backseat of the van
Or in hotel bathrooms
I will always love you, but I will throw my suitcase down I'm a tourist in this town

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