By the time you get the postcard I'll say
I didn't mean the things I said
The time you wanna touch me I'll say
I didn't really read the books I said I read
Go ahead, ring the doorbell I'll answer the door
But what do you wanna talk to me for-
Ty hours ago, I was feeling one way
Now I'm feeling another
Is there supposed to be one thing to latch onto?
I'm feeling echo and blue silhouettes upon my shoe
Of the person I once really knew I knew better
Than I really do better when I am not with you