It's embarra**ing the way you look at me With the cuts on my hand With the gap in my teeth And it's exhausting How I harp on these things I should probably move on But I'm busy And sometimes You just don't have the time Do you ever think About the difference between Your life as it stands And your memories Or what's different between Magenta and pink Yeah they share the same hue But they're unique 10:04 PM Low tide on the salt marsh again I know it's cra** But the smell reminds me of you And riding bikes in the arboretum Your vegetarian freedom And the way your hair Faded how you liked every time