Concussion History

Holding you from behind, I watched us coexist
In the mirror by the window, all the years that we had missed
You buttoned up your collar while I observed your face
There you were in front of me, but it still felt like a chase

Phonecalls were grapevines tangled up in a bow
Covered in "I miss you", "I love you", and "I gotta go"
Others were not the problem, it was my commitment to you
When you asked me to be patient, my love only grew with the

Tangled vines, you're on my mind
When you're in her bed and I'm out of your head
Every time, the same old line
"You're the only one I..."

Met you at the station, like you were coming home to me
Nights spent in hotel rooms, tangled in white sheets
Your skin felt like the warm sand I loved at Tobay Beach
Everything we could be wasn't so out of reach

I cried in the hotel bathroom the night before you left
You wrapped your arms around me, said, "Hey you know I bet
One day it won't be so hard, and I'll see you every day
It won't be too long before the sun comes out in May"

Tangled truth, but what could I do
When I had no proof of something I knew
And how could I be such a fool
"You're the only one I'm..."

If you up and left her, told her things were through
I'd be at your front door, willing to start anew
No, it's not romantic, I should scream and say, "Fuck you"
But I guess my biggest problem is undoubtedly
Honestly, truthfully, has been, and still is
I still love you