I use to walk from school to meet you
At the coffee shop and drink two
Cups of joe, then bum a smoke off anyone
And I'd play for you some songs I wrote
Most were about being alone
And how sad I got, my troubled thoughts and giving up
Before I knew what troubled was
I never used to read, I never had the time
I'd be too busy writing about my own life
And everything we saw that day and how you made me feel
To a**ure myself that everything was real
I was never good at talking smoothly
So we'd stick to watching movies
Take to bed "Eraserhead" and "The Squid and the Whale"
And I'd play for you some songs I wrote
Most were about the way you spoke
And how sad I got when you'd stop and go to sleep
Before you knew just what they mean
I'd dream about a time where everything was fine
Where every single pa**ing day didn't feel like a waste of time
I saw so many things today, but didn't feel alive
I've died, I've died, I've died
Now I don't remember how you speak
I mean, it comes to me in dreams
But by morning, I lose everything you ever said
So I am going to bed