It's harder to get up on the right side of the bed
These days foot steps in snow make me feel less alone

It's secret I'm still hoping for some kind of X-ray vision

And I would beam into your bedroom blinds just so I knew you were alright

Acting mature is overrated I miss the days of keying cars

And spreading rumors on the bathroom stalls and locker room walls

Where we forgot we looked when we were hoping no one noticed

Praying someday we'd fit into this mess

It won't be long before I

Forget just what it felt like

To fall asleep with you breathing next to me

I shut the door when you left to keep out the cold and myself

From running after you just like I saw in the movies

It's true I have my regrets we never danced on roof tops

And I have found some fake words to say when a stranger asks about our death

It won't be long before I

Forget just what it felt like

To know that I did not know anything

It's safe to say that even though we're disregarding

I can't help but to wonder which song you're humming

And so I sit and pretend I don't mind that I don't know you

or what your schedule might look like on any given Thursday afternoon

somebody wrote this rulebook and so we will make the effort

to be more scarce in the social situations that we might share

It won't be long before I

Forget just what it felt like

To feel anything for you at all

In lines at grocery stores I'm dozing off into your arms

and I hope somedays you can't help but to doze off to me too