There's a piece of you on a piece of paper. It's got you enveloped in a drug store letter It's left in my pocket for moments i'd like you to share cause
Came at you in silence, my back at the wall. "i've seen those nights where you binge and purge" Those locks on your doors tell me when you're crouched
I see how faces are flooding the halls of your house, would you mind if we snuck to the front porch and there with our small view, a toast to all things
Open-ended, parting on a note it never rang and barely ever spoke to anyone baring the slightest peace of mind, cause if it did, there'd be no fingerprints
Bad enough i bought into that bit. yeah, my hometown was an untapped oil field storing profits, those wallets begged for change and everyone's growing
I sheltered in the news for a while, that paragraph had space to fill my days, but it never worked just feeling anti-climaxed, common and cliche` You
Did you ever know that you were a map to me? You kept me on track and i was in the right place. You got folded up when i thought i knew the way and you
Your teeth carry marks, pictures, stories and charts and biting that lip won't hide a lot. where's your charm? don't know. i guess i lost track or no
Pillows over your head, scared your thoughts might seep through doors, loud as your creaking hard-wood floors that give you away. And know today i saw
