A little misguided
Standing beside your car, it's cold
Like It's the only thing I ever wrote
Pinned to a widescreen with tears of hope
I got a little excited
By the prospects of growing old
They died
When our father were full of shit
And our mothers could not commit
We tried
And a little short-sighted
Jarred by your jagged edge
It scarred
And I wouldn't know what to say
If I ever saw you again
And I couldn't take an inside joke
I know I couldn't pretend
When you called me from the bath that night
(there wasn't a time for anything)
When you hugged me in the hallway light
(there wasn't a time for anything)
I've passed the house a thousand times
(there wasn't a time for anything)
Even with the warning signs
(there wasn't a time for anything)
Timelines blurring my feed
I faced it all to take it all down
You look the same but tired
I haven't changed - I'm still wired
Timelines blurring my feed
I faced it all to take it all down
There's the children that you wanted