i´m not sure of
anyone, anyone
but i´ve got plans
i´m not asking
for everything
but sure i could
use a hand

get a little anxious
sometimes you´ll be gone
and i´ll be left behind
get a little nervous
sometimes it´ll be my cue
and i´ll forget my lines
get a little lost look
and some staring from
the corner of my eye
never really mastered
disinterest

i can´t see how
the way that you leave me alone
makes us close
i must be out of touch
i won´t ask you
to give up on the things
that seem to keep you gone
but i can be gone too

feel a little sorry
sometimes you´re not here
when i am writing
feels a little awkward
sometimes you won´t talk
but we´re not fighting
you hold onto your secrets
and i´m not privy
to what is on your mind
i can´t help but feel tired
so tired
so tired
so tired
so tired