Is it silly to think that this will never happen again?

But of course I'll call you tonight

Did you know you missed my birthday?

The lonliest it gets is when the wind begins to chill 

And when I stand atop of your old street,

The churchtops brings a stillness to me

And I can't think of anything I'd rather do

Than have my heart broken by you

Could we be saved by inventions and hopes?

Because I'm not alright

The night seems to swallow these holes and spits out

Second guessing

Well I remember ever since that first day I saw you on the street

I always wanted you in the worst way

But now I can't compete

And I'm so, and you're so, we're both so

So fucked up



Isn't it about time that we try and get it right?

I can't sleep on no more floors

I can't stay up no more nights 

What's going on? 

Could you please pick up the phone?

I've written a million letters to you but I couldn't finish any of them...