Sometimes without you after hours seem a little darker.
I want your marks on my skin, so I'll cover it in marker.
It's so fucking obvious that I'm not what you need,
But i can't help that you mean everything to me.
I wish i knew how to play the mother fucking drums.
Sometimes i wish i never even met you.
I wish i could draw lines without having to erase.
When i lose my sight, all i want to see is your face.
But you hop out of the car
And you don't text me back
We've gone so fucking far
My blood is running black
And i can't stop to think
Of what we could be
Cause i gave you my all
You were my everything
But I'm just a sticky note that lost all its stick.
I'm a run down candle, nothing but wick.
Cause some things grow old and lose all their meaning,
I suppose i lost mine before we reached that summer evening.
So this one goes out to the girls who don't brush their hair.
To the boys who can't even sit still in a chair.
To the dreamers who stare at the sky and they think,
I wish this reality could wash down the sink.
This song's for the lovers who don't know how to love,
For the hand that never fucking fits in the glove.
For the purple, the green, the alphabet soup.
For the friends who are only friends in a group.
For the bright, for the cold.
For the frowning, the bold.
Cause my nights seem to have been getting a little darker,
It seems like every night i cover myself in marker.
And sometimes i sit around and propose,
Maybe i should give back all these clothes.
But no, I'll just sit here and be
The girl, the cold, the lover, the me.