Wander out again
Dark and safe and silent in the air for a moment, before

You’ve been a friend to me,
But have I taken more from you than I have given?
Thinking I’ve started up on giving up, now
Giving up on a feeling and it shows

But it’s not a failing to see that it bothers me so I
Grab my keys and go for a ride
Never too far away swear I see my old self in the mirror
It’s a hint and I think I should take it
I think I should take it, I noticed the difference,
I wanted you there

We’ve been here before
As if I had the option

You’ve been too good to me
Though I’ve taken more from you than I have given
Thinking I’ve started up on giving up, now
Giving up on feeling anymore, but…

It isn’t the same, so can I try for once to give you what you wanted?
No more missing out, missing out on, missing out missing out on

No starting over when you’ve forgotten to leave anything behind
No such thing as typical, no one play to drag this out
And we’re getting worn down

Is this validating in the wrong type of way?
Opportunity sure costs a lot these days

It was an accident when you
Gave me your laugh (Not to mention )
I wonder if it stings when you hear it back
Not that I’m counting on it (three wasted summers, but)

Suppose that I’m grateful after all
We’re only here for half truths anyways

Muddled down again
Filling in the silence in the air for a moment