North Like Poel Island

Oh how I wish we could converse in person
I'd tell you all the bad I've immersed myself into
And show you how I wear nothing but black anymore
And to hear your laugh would be the best remedy for that

But you're up north and I'm a southern boy 'cause I hate the snow
But I hate this heat more
So let me choose my side of the mason-dixon line and I swear I'll disappear forever
Until you find me ten years later on the internet
You claim by accident
And we'll talk like friends
Even though were distant relatives on the depression spectrum
And you can't relate
No not anymore

So why am I Boston bound when I know its just a waste of time?
And why am I Boston bound when it's clear you're just a rebound?
And why am I Boston bound?
And why are we okay with this mistake?

I know I'll be sorry for this later when I think about regrets
But I still got my train ticket
And you still got yours