It takes a lot to phase me
I'm pretty stable, I'm pretty sane.
But I'm looking at my future,
and God do I have to lose her?
We shared conversations on how we're all just floating
Through space and nothing matters.
I'm looking for a pattern.

Is it possible to say,
Baby lets run away to the East Coast?
Or Seattle? Corpus? Or Saint Marcus?
I've got a credit card, and a reliable car.
Let's drive...to Pennsylvania.

Madi dear, can't we just disappear
And take our chances on a teenagers romances?
Put our money where our mouth is?

It takes a lot to make me
Pretty angry and very sad.
I'm looking towards the outcome,
there must be some hidden reason.
We shared kisses upside down and on your old quilt,
By your computer I was hoping, your garage as it opened.

Is there any way you could change schools
And stay up here in Fort Worth?
Cause you're what I look for.
I got a hopeless crush,
maybe that don't mean much to you,
But I'm hoping this could keep going.

It's six a.m. and ice cream is the first thing on my list.
(And PEZ?) improves our kisses, after so many misses.