Untitled #57

When the home screen on your phone shows nothing but the time
You know it's time to put those bags away and live for another
It's just the way you made me
It's just the way I saw it
There's nothing wrong with giving me your kind

So why don't you come
And fuck my mind again?
Why don't you come
And drive me up the wall
Why don't you look at me
With dazed confusion in your eyes?
And say some other time

The light outside my window doesn't shine
All the hair you left on my pillow swept away
The music doesn't play quite the same
But I'm getting closer and you're getting older

Well you don't seem to want anything at all
So why don't you let me give you just that?

So why don't you come
And fuck my mind again?
Why don't you come
And drive me up the wall
Why don't you look at me
With dazed confusion in your eyes?
And say some other time

This one's about trying to let go.