Fall Semester
Fill your ears with cotton
and please close your eyes
You're not allowed to hear me
when I sing tonight
is something I don't have to say
cause you're not listening anyways
I'm not sure why that comes as a surprise
Counting down the days
until I get a break
When I'm in town I won't come round
to your driveway
I'm tired from the sorry's
I'm supposed to say
and after everything I'm not that sorry anyways
The preacher stood on stage and gleamed
Glad that he gave up on his dreams
They were just the devil's schemes
Seven weeks, he's been clean from poetry
He still weeps when he hears the harmonies
The highway barricades
get smaller every time
They fade away with all the white
and broken lines
When waiting spaces get too long
I hope you ask to come along
I'd take you out though heaven knows I tried
All the talks and visions
that we used to share
Out on the dock the stars get dim
the more I stare
My patience thinner than your time
but I'll still listen to those lies
I tell myself when I find you don't care
Toothpicks holding up my frame
You laughing at my middle name
It never fit me anyways
I'm using paper cups to carry all my shame
But oh don't look now baby they're melting away
The heats high and it's been colder out
My feet fly away my eyes look down
I'll disappear and breathe it out
And they all lied when they said
I'd be done by now
I'll run a couple miles just to turn around
Run a couple miles just to turn around
Run a couple miles just to turn around
and please close your eyes
You're not allowed to hear me
when I sing tonight
is something I don't have to say
cause you're not listening anyways
I'm not sure why that comes as a surprise
Counting down the days
until I get a break
When I'm in town I won't come round
to your driveway
I'm tired from the sorry's
I'm supposed to say
and after everything I'm not that sorry anyways
The preacher stood on stage and gleamed
Glad that he gave up on his dreams
They were just the devil's schemes
Seven weeks, he's been clean from poetry
He still weeps when he hears the harmonies
The highway barricades
get smaller every time
They fade away with all the white
and broken lines
When waiting spaces get too long
I hope you ask to come along
I'd take you out though heaven knows I tried
All the talks and visions
that we used to share
Out on the dock the stars get dim
the more I stare
My patience thinner than your time
but I'll still listen to those lies
I tell myself when I find you don't care
Toothpicks holding up my frame
You laughing at my middle name
It never fit me anyways
I'm using paper cups to carry all my shame
But oh don't look now baby they're melting away
The heats high and it's been colder out
My feet fly away my eyes look down
I'll disappear and breathe it out
And they all lied when they said
I'd be done by now
I'll run a couple miles just to turn around
Run a couple miles just to turn around
Run a couple miles just to turn around
Credits
Writer(s): Sophia Grace Massebeau, Sophia Massebeau
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