Apartment
The first time I saw you was in your apartment
I had followed my friends single-file through the darkness
I looked your direction for excessive inspection
And I could not muster the courage to say a single word to you
For a while, we were playing this game that your friends bought
But everyone cheated and no one could spell
You didn't say much of anything
I must have come off annoying 'cause you went to bed
I'll walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
The next time I saw you was in your apartment
Oh, why do I keep ending up here on starlit evenings?
I should be home sleeping
But this time you sat next to me on the couch (dude, nice)
I stare out the window
Hands glued tight and sore
Praying to God-knows-what that you would sever what's stuck
With something shiny from the kitchen drawer
I'll walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out tonight?
We could make dinner or something
I had followed my friends single-file through the darkness
I looked your direction for excessive inspection
And I could not muster the courage to say a single word to you
For a while, we were playing this game that your friends bought
But everyone cheated and no one could spell
You didn't say much of anything
I must have come off annoying 'cause you went to bed
I'll walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
The next time I saw you was in your apartment
Oh, why do I keep ending up here on starlit evenings?
I should be home sleeping
But this time you sat next to me on the couch (dude, nice)
I stare out the window
Hands glued tight and sore
Praying to God-knows-what that you would sever what's stuck
With something shiny from the kitchen drawer
I'll walk home with my eyes low
Dreaming up conversations we'll have tomorrow
Your loose ends, my new friends
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in
But now I can hardly close my eyes
I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out tonight?
We could make dinner or something
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Starnes Ewald, Brendan Taylor Francis Lukens, Ian Daniel Farmer, Sean Edward Huber
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