into a routine every day
into the same traps as always
into obscurity or something worse
green with envy and i got the blues
skip the weather straight into the bad news
who the hell are you? i barely know you
but i still wanna pay for your dinner and ****
see you laugh, tell jokes and stories
other corny nonsense
told myself i didn't want anyone for a long time
but a long time may be up by now
mixed feelings diced with blender blades
this **** is too difficult, i was never good with girls
or none of that romantic feeling or whatever stuff
****.