I’m in a dorm room with the lights all off, You were there, it’s 5:15. The day was fading and all I see Is the flickering lights from the city.
The sun was burning now just like the whiskey, Or was it Crown? It’s 9:16. I smelled tangerines. Was that your perfume? I swear I could see for miles in your eyes. You wanted me to say it, so I said it.
I’m afraid. To be myself, to be a man. But I’m 19. Guess I’ll figure that out as best I can.