i hope you can't see me counting exit signs; practicing excuses
it's funny how mouths & hands already know the motions
my mind must've been here before

I. we are both stuck in traffic going opposite directions. headlights blink angry. it's not love i'm blinded by.
II. 1 am is time for milkshakes & philosphical discussions, not sleep.
    
my mom always said my navigation was a bit off but recently i discovered it is only my driving
it's funny how mouths & hands already know the motions
before your heart is aligned

III. it's not you, it's me.