Teenage

Every week I make a new map of the city
Everywhere a different place than the last month
Every night a different scene than the last one
Till they turn up the lights

You say you wanna fight
I know you want to cry a little bit
Before we go to sleep in separate rooms
And I don't know why
Baby dry your eyes a little bit
My apartment don't feel like home

Five years since senior year
Walk to yours and you're asleep
Makes me feel like 2018
It makes me feel like flying
If I knew at 211
I would feel like I do now
Making up my bed on Bedford
Waking from a bad dream

You call me when I'm asleep
You tell me you don't feel like fighting
Only six blocks of distance
You might as well be in Pittsburgh
You tell me when I'm away
Sometimes that you feel like dying
I told you that I'm the same
So we should not be apart

It was the same day
We had the same dream
I watched the split screen
And felt like lightning
And woke I wake up
You were with me
It was the same day
It was the same dream

You say you wanna fight
I know you want to cry a little bit
Before we go to sleep in separate rooms
And I don't know why
Baby dry your eyes a little bit
My apartment don't feel like home