I remember gettin in my car going to pick you up wondering if you were on heroin or something else that i would never touch; i still don't even drink
i had a panic attack and i cried on the way just like the time i laid in bed all day when my aunt died but i had to wipe my tears 'cause i had to have a clear mind
and i still drive by your old house
but only when it's happenstance
dropping off a friend or forgetting my sense of direction
heading downtown to the place where there's friction in my head
i hate crowds and familiar places
i find it hard to talk to people that i think are cute
but i can sit on a stage and scream in front of you
i'm setting expectations that i can't make myself
and i wish i read more books than i do
and i wish i had more energy like a few years ago back when i could feel like i could do anything just with you
i know that you're awake somehow (right now), how would i know?
i know that you're awake somehow
Found this album at a time I was in the habit of having a bad dream about you and me. It's great, the song's great, the band's great, corn dogs are probably mid at best. vincentavatar