Call off the seasons
I wouldn't even notice the sky come down
I'm jaded and bitter, aged and regretful
Stop me, I'm sure I'm boring you
But life might just be shit that happens while you wait
Call off the rapture
God knows I'd never tire of the chance to move you
I'm starved for attention
Desperate for any sign I deserve an ounce of what I've got
And always hoping someday I'll have more
Last time we spoke you smiled past your drink just to prove that I would too.
(I couldn't wait to get you home)
And the last time I broke you ran to the streets just to prove that I would follow you down that road
And while she waited, the sky came down.
Fine I'm the problem
I must've gotten lost in your sea of offerings
When push came to struggle I watched you wallow
Stop me if I'm offending you
But life might just be shit that happens while you wait
But life isn't all we want.
I couldn't wait to get you home
And as my stomach turned
I saw the way you quaked beneath your clothes
And I tried to forget how the last time we spoke, you smiled past your drink…
