Well I wrote you last night in
a text that made no sense
it's the morning and you still haven't replied

I'm overthinking and staring
at this mess, trying
to stop and set my beating heart aside

Vague recollections return
to my foggy brain
as I figure out which part of me had died

Another weekend finds it's way
inside my dark and dreary haze
as I realize how much all of us had lied

It's too late to come over
too soon for me to call
i'm sitting here recording myself
in this ***** bathroom stall

and some graffiti on the wall
says don't worry kid at all
whenever you have time to fall
then it's time for you to stall
this deadbeat, lonely, conversation
this teasing, deadly, conversation

And I considered for a second
but I swear only for a second
I had more important things to do today

I skipped out on a party and a
lunch date with a friend
so I could think of all the ****** things to say

When you finally text me and I
tell you all about
how the awful night was really just okay

And how it would be nice
if you wanted to hang tonight
and maybe you would choose to stay
maybe you would stay