You could move in with me  
It rains a lot in Seattle; I know you don’t like that
I’d make sure we had coffee every morning though

We could pretend to fall in love until we found our own way out
I would be a lawyer and you could be a writer and work at a cafe
It would be alright if we moved in together
We’d be poor for a year or two
Scraping by is living rich if I’m scraping by for you
I know the seriousness of the situation but life makes more sense with imagination
If you’ve given up on life on your own
You can move in with me and I’ll buy you a few years to think
I’ll always make sure you have coffee to drink

You could move in with me just until you make enough money to live on the hill behind Coit Tower
San Francisco
I know you don’t love me or my rain
Used to hurt now I just know that’s how it has to be
All the world’s noises and sirens aside if you wanted to
If you got lost enough you could move in with me
I’d make sure you had coffee every morning

I’m suffocating in your silence, drowning in your ignoring me  
It’s pretty stupid, pretty dumb, pretty ugly and kind of sad but I really hope you appreciate the effort When I get nervous I just think about how you don’t eat meat
It takes a lot of guts not to be a predator in this wolf’s world  
It takes a lot of guts to deal with me; you have guts… a lot of guts
You’re like coffee on an empty stomach  
Tearing me up and making me want to puke
It’s you and it always has been
Still if you’re alone and I’m alone you could always move in with me