we'll know why
we'll see you
we'll see you outside my window sill
still
this is only in my dreams
so walking off
only shows
how proud I am of your good taste
when it comes to everyone (but me)
ill sit and ill stare
and ill watch you wear
my heart
on your sleeve
this dream is killing me
its killing me
its never enough
your will slopes
i still hope
that we can be friends
i will choke
when thinking again
we back up to make amends
and over and over we'll stand on the fence
waiting for this
waiting forever again
