You're pulling my threads apart,
Been pulling on one real hard,
Unravel my whole left arm,
I knew you would play that card,
You're cooler than ice cream carts,
You're melting the whole **** park,
Carving our names in bark,
You left your name in my heart,
I live on the same old street,
haven't been us in three whole weeks,
I haven't been up your sleeve,
And I don't have any excuses,
And if I can recall, you said in spite of it all,
We'd still be chill in the Fall and, no, it's not your fault,
For binding our hearts so tight, I think that maybe you're right,
We shouldn't have gotten so high, we should've just,
we should adjust.