We sent the pressure to the wheel wells.
If heads got heavier, I still can’t tell.
A god of posturing to my own sounds,
I won’t escape myself,

but maybe growing up is growing out.
I think I have my doubts.

Oh, my god,
overhaul everyone now.
Firesale all my friends,
put me on another holiday.
Another hospital bed cavalcade.

I guess we’re out of touch with each other then.
Moving through the motions.
Scrolling through mixed messages,
like did you even care,
or did you only just wish I was there?

I bet you lost trust with me then.
How could I blame you?
Sounding like an old record that you heard too many times.
Now, I’m just the dust in your eyes.

Skip a farewell, then I’m off track.
Never came by, what you call that?
Guess that I get what I give back.
Guess that I get what I give back.

Steal from the boatman when I go.
See on my own if I can’t float.
Guess that I'll reap what I sow.
Guess that I'll reap what I sow.

Holding on to something.
Holding on to something.
Swear if you saw this one coming,
worse if you saw nothing.

I’ll admit this was all my fault.
Shiver when I drive past your car.
Still know your phone number by heart.
Still know your phone number by heart.

Look so kind across the aisle, then I’m serpentining
back through your neighborhood in my mind.

Eye contact never has felt like so much of a chore.
Can’t stop slurring my goodbye,
I ran my hand across your bow tie.

Watch you undivide.