Is it silly to think that this will never happen again?
But of course I'll call you tonight
Did you know you missed my birthday?
The lonliest it gets is when the wind begins to chill

And when I stand atop of your old street,
The churchtops brings a stillness to me
And I can't think of anything I'd rather do
Than have my heart broken by you
Could we be saved by inventions and hopes?
Because I'm not alright
The night seems to swallow these holes and spits out
Second guessing
Well I remember ever since that first day I saw you on the street
I always wanted you in the worst way
But now I can't compete
And I'm so, and you're so, we're both so
So fucked up

Isn't it about time that we try and get it right?
I can't sleep on no more floors
I can't stay up no more nights
What's going on?
Could you please pick up the phone?
I've written a million letters to you but I couldn't finish any of them...