Wouldn’t it be nice if
You made a plan
Plan to meet me
Halfway between
Lets hang out
And lets make out
Make out and make up
Because we never really did
Make up

Wouldn’t it be nice if
You could stay out
Out of my mind
You run and my thoughts chase you
Thoughts are winning
But you’ll come in a close second
They’d put a red ribbon on your chest
But you wont stop running long enough

Wouldn’t it be nice if
I didn’t always write about you
Not like you write to me anyway
But once in a while
“Hihowareyoui’mfine.”
Such dull words
If you don’t like the taste
If you don’t like the way you feel
Spell it out
Spit it out

That would be nice.