Sitting lonely in a tire swing
She looks at you and you look at me
I'm not the type to start crying
So I just look down helplessly
You always thought scrying was going to keep yourself from drying out
Like if you could see far enough
You wouldn't
Have to sweat it out
You're a trigger pulling mad man
Spies on every corner
And you make me want to *****
You make me want to *****