Over-thinking is my specialty.
But you'll know that soon enough.

You told me today that you're afraid of being let down again.
Well you should know that so am I.

When I asked you to get us ***** tonight you asked me how we function.
Well the truth is I don't know.

What I do know though is that when I see you my mind goes numb.
And I get lost in your smile.
But you'll know that soon enough.

Life is too short not to bet on the long shots.
Which is what I'm guessing you see me as.
Now I'm not saying forever.
Hell I'm not even saying tomorrow.
But tonight lets make a bet.
And if we don't feel the same when we're sober.
Let us go on with no regrets.

People seem to forget they can't steal from me what I could never own.
She'll leave you with broken bones.
While I stand above you and offer a shrug as I say, "I told you so."

Lately my life has felt like the passing lane on the highway.
Everything is going so quickly I barely get to enjoy the scenery.
At least I'm getting better at talking to the people in the car with me.
Except sometimes I still feel like they barely know my name.

I think I'm running out of gas though.
But I was going so fast I didn't catch the last road sign telling me how much farther till the next station.
All I know is I'm too far ahead to turn around.

I guess I could always get out and push.
Maybe the people with me will help me out if I ask.
Maybe I'll get better at asking.

I think I'm afraid of getting comfortable.
Both around my friends, and with myself.
So I end up holding back so much of who I am.
Which is unfortunate because I'm not even sure if there is much in me to start.
I like to think there is.
At the very least I think there is more than this.

Fireball whiskey and cinnamon toast crunch.
Laughter and stolen glances.
That could have turned into stolen kisses given half a chance.