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