the porch

Tried to warn me, that it wouldn't be nice
Sad and sorry, I can't give it a try
Put that record on, baby, I can try to pretend
That's just all I know, follow it to the end
I can't want you til you want me back
Lock your silver chain around my neck
Look at me and look at you
I see us riding circles

But it's alright
Running round the back of the house
Tryna make sense of the sound
Never even heard of clout
No, it's not cap'n jazz no more
Woke up ten years from the porch
I don't know what I was thinkin

Sittin in the darkness
Wondering if I made the right choice
Well apparently not but put that record on
Maybe I could try to prеtend
I don't already know that it's over

But who knеw?
That we'd be jumping off stage in the crowd
Living past twenty-seven, wow
Tourin' from town to town
No, we still haven't seen what's in store
Never asked what it's for
Dream about you, of course

Wake me up from the same dream
That used to trouble me back in 2017
Uh-oh, uh-oh, stay on the fence with me
It's hard to know where I stand

Do you think you're better in limbo?
Would you rather be a sinner?
In your life on earth and never get to see how it ends?
And I think I was a student before I was a singer
I read the books but never understood what they meant

Uh oh uh oh, I wanted to be pure for life
Didn't want to sell out
Uh oh uh oh, I needed to maneuver it
And this was all that I could muster