Dancing at the back of the room
He's watching
I act like I don't know he walked in
Sitting on the stairs we're talking
Ignoring all the stares
Upset
Back home I forgot everything you said that night
I was upset
Alone back home I forgot everything you said last night
You became my everything
Everything
Now I see you everywhere I look
Everywhere I look
Hands in my pockets at the mosh pit
Face in my palms anxiety
Hold me in your arms and cry with me
I'll tell you all my secrets
You're my privacy
Really I want
Really I want
The courage to wash the dust off
The polaroids my friends left
And the poetry my ex wrote
Still the best I ever read though
I made a song about how I keep it in a shoebox
I should find that envelope
Honestly I'm too honest when you catch me off guard
Self destructive
Be gentle with my soft heart
Why won't you understand everything I am
Why did you hold my fucking hand
