i guess by now i should know how it feels to be stood up
i left the lights on, but i see only rain.
is this you kicking me? it never takes this long
drag my feet across the laminate floors with
dirt on my hands from cleaning the mirror

I want to reach for your neck!
but I find only those of bottles.
(I love you this much.)

the vans too full for pleasantries
but we wont leave you in the cold!
cause its half an hours drive but
i still wish we'd take the long roads and
forget about maximum speed limit signs.
i save my words for only you and
two three nine four, I said I can't forget
i won't forget! the roll of your tongue on my fingertip!
and i am staring dazed and dumbstruck at the floor.

so this is the lovesong that I'll tape on my guitar
and when I collapse on asphalt will you kick me!
or will you tell me I can only fall in
hopelessly and never out of this?
(I love you this much.)

we are heartfelt and clumsy but gentle and so graceful
with the fingertips that dance over my leg.
when you sleep can you still feel the fingers in your hair
or the imprints of my lips on your skin...
and so you walk me to the door and we're
standing in this doorway in the dark.
close these eyes tight and wait for imminent disaster
and the late april air drifting in while we kiss goodnight.

so this is the lovesong that I'll tape on my guitar
and when I collapse on asphalt will you kick me!
or will you tell me I can only fall in
hopelessly and never out of this.
I love you this much.