The first time I saw you was in your apartment
I had followed my friends single-file through the darkness
I looked your direction for excessive inspection
And I could not muster the courage to say a single word
For a while we were playing this game that your friends bought
But everyone cheated and no one could spell
You didn't say much of anything
I must have come off annoying, cause you went to bed
I walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
The next time I saw you was in your apartment
Oh, why do I keep ending up here on starlit evenings?
I should be home sleeping
But this time you sat next to me on the couch
(dude, nice!)
I stare out the window
Hands glued tight and sore
Praying to God-knows-what
That you would sever what's stuck
With something shiny from the kitchen drawer
I walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
I was wondering if, maybe, you wanted to hang out tonight
We could make dinner or something
You're Gonna Miss It All
- Fine, Great
- Broken Cash Machine
- Rock Bottom
- Apartment
- The Old Gospel Choir
- Notes
- Charlie Black
- Timmy Bowers
- Going To Bed Now
- Your Graduation
- Two Good Things
- Pothole
Modern Baseball texty
- 1. I Think You Were in My Pr..
- 2. Your Graduation
- 3. How do I tell a girl I wa..
- 4. Fine, Great
- 5. Tears Over Beers
- 6. The Weekend
- 7. Wedding Singer
- 8. Play Ball!
- 9. Pothole
- 10. Just Another Face