i'm using your favourite number as a reference again
for explaining why i fell in love
well what can you expect from a boy who sleeps twelve inches under his bed with a fireplace
to rest his head
to be closer to the ground and the sky at the
same time
and some days i'm using your birthday
when people ask me why i talk
the way i do
it's all i can think to say when
it's hard to get words out that don't have some
secret meaning
always leading back to you