when I drove you home
from the airport on that day
even if I'd known
all the things that you would say
I still would tell you
that I love you in that way
'cuz I don't lie to you
no matter what you say
and oh for honesty
such a price I'm gonna pay
'cuz you've asked not to hear
how I choose to spend my days
will you ever come back?
I didn't have a plan
I thought I wanted to be friends
but in retrospect
it seems I'm doing this again
'cuz you are not the first
that I wanted to adore
next time I feel this thirst
will I lock the door?
and as I twirl around
all these questions in my brain
I wish that you were here
to help me think things through as friends
will you ever come back?
