Kissing you feels vital to my survival I mean, I can live without it, go through the motions uninspired I don't believe in archetypes, and I don't care for titles Just don't treat me like an enemy- we're lovers not rivals And I'm immune to guitars; I'm immune to cool Immune to everything that once made me a fool And knowing that I can't be tricked leaves me a bit confused Could it mean what I think it means? I really like you- ew.
We can't help but always have a good time So don't leave it to someday- we're wasting time Maybe just Sundays are yours and mine Fuck it up one day at a time
Missing you is dizzying, what a spiral Break my neck every time the phone rings like a child It's never you and it shouldn't be, I'll tell myself for a while But then it is- like, “How ya been?” “Um I'm fine. Bye.” Of course I wanna hit you with “I miss you, come over” But I'll protect myself and redirect myself I'm smarter. I'm older. Staying busy, doing pushups- I'm better off, I told ya. But how stupid are you? I miss you. Come over.
We can't help but always have a good time So don't leave it to someday- we're wasting time Maybe just Sundays are yours and mine Fuck it up one day at a time
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