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I saw you from the bottom of the stairs before you knew I was coming / And though nervous and scared, I lingered on / I heard most things break by the ends of these types of nights / So ill force upon every word I’ve brushed up on

Standing at your intersection / Misinterpreting direction / See you from across the backyard / Fucked up by a good friend’s wedding card

She smiles bites her lips and turns away / From that point on she’s not just another face / She turns back to him with those hazel eyes / There is no point of return she’s all that’s on his mind

I hate worrying about the future / Cause all my current problems are based around the past / And I hate when you call me late at night / Just to check in to make sure I got nothing to be sad about

I’d rather spend my evening / Talking to Chloe on Twitter / Than having you come over / So it’ll be like old times

The fossils of my footsteps will be unearthed / At a far off date unknown / Impressed in concrete from walking home alone / After walking you home

I wanna start from the top, maybe like a do-over / Replace the voices in my head with blind innocence / I wanna complete re-do, maybe change my name / Report the loses grab the claim, it’s a shame it’s such a shame

Hey you, that’s no way out / You can’t find help in a bottle or a cut / They’ll choose the wrong way to remember you / They’ll find the wrong words to say

Don’t call me now, i am in bed / I’ve sacrificed all chances for street-cred / As a result of sticking near / The same bed time for 13 years