it's turning on the tv when we were fourteen
you said, "my moms asleep, we won't get caught.
what do you want to watch?"
and i could hear the traffic that i know you're ignoring
but i let it into my life to thicken to air i breathe
it was at the bus stop that a woman cried
and i could tell she was different by the look in her eyes
i don't know what she said but i felt what she meant
in her honesty
and i went to your house that night and i told you about
the woman's eyes and the words in her mouth
and how i wouldn't mind taking her advice one day
but i'm the cowardly lion
i'll leave quietly if that means
another chance to commemorate what we had
when we were happy
this isn't a love song, no not in the least
i just miss you watching my tv
when i'm writing, so i can hear you laughing
i swear to god i still hear you when i close my eyes
and you'd tell me i'm not going to die
like you used to before i did this
you're the sunlight that i wished would leave
i'm the raincloud i don't wanna be
because the more you're gone
the more i grow pale
