Just a mattress on the floor And an empty pizza box In an empty room In an empty house Under a crescent Moon In a brand new town
You lit a candle on the sill And I pulled you to the bed Then you caved to my will We forgot to blow it out By the morning it had burned All the way down
You don't talk much And that's fine Most days are dull, and that's alright We both forget to be nice sometimes We don't make sense from the outside
It all started by mistake Getting tipsy by the lake When our knuckles brushed You thought I meant it I thought you meant it But it was an honest accident
Still, it opened something up Like peeling rind around the fruit And I looked at you And I fell dumb Because I trusted you without trying to
I've known you for so long You know I admit it when I'm wrong So I'll admit I never thought we'd be a thing I've never been happier to be wrong about anything
When you die I'll be a wreck Then I'll die Don't pine till you're dead But until then Do you want To be more than friends
