you've got a fresh pack
of cigarettes you wanna
burn, i've got some old
bridges ready for the same
the tank is full, our hearts
have been running on E
so let's get lost in this
bright day until we
remember how to
find our way

do you know how many times
it wasn't funny anymore
but you kept laughing
anyway

brace laced teeth
and an operation ivy t-shirt
converse dressed feet
and a scared look on
his pale face
all alone
tracing street lamps
with his fingertips
all the way from
philly to scranton
he's sketching tattoos
he swears he's gonna
get some day
when things are finally
going his way
and i don't have the heart
to say that most things
stay the same
he reminds me
of everything
i was and all the
things that made me
cry, when i was fourteen
and already a nervous wreck
i said "hey kid you like OP IV?"
and he smiled so wide
i thought the metal in his
mouth was gonna pierce his cheeks
oh i just
hope he doesn't
end up an anxious mess
like all my ***** friends and i

we're such destructive little things
we can't be trusted with beauty
we destroy ourselves to feel better
so why wouldn't we destroy each other?
if i crush your spirit or your bones,
just know
please just know
i meant to help you all along
we just can't ever figure out
how to be delicate
with the things we love
there's just too much
too much i'm willing to do
to feel for you