Pick me guitars of ice
I'll pick the same songs all night long
Go use the bathroom
I'll be here when you come back for me
I'll be right here where you left me
You go inside the stall
And squat over the toilet seat
Etched on the wall
Beside you's my initials: A - M -C
It seems
It's an omen that's in sharpie
Oh now please
Tell me
Where you're going
Tell me
I'm not on
But I'm holding
Time flies i can't feel my
Five fingers I should go outside
Onto the lawn
That's where I find you smoking with that
Vampire that you used to talk shit on
And you're reading his palm
A no-face good dude and mrs."hot cat"
You two look cliché
There on the couch
Having some impromptu PDA
Like something cupid'd create
Oh now please
Tell me where you're going
Tell me
'Cause I'm not on but I'm holding
You take my hand and pull me with you
Towards the fireplace
And say to me
"Austin meet my friend his name is Dave"
That's such a boring name
Now someone's leaving and i feel tired
But before i run
We hug goodbye
Nice to meet your guy let's meet for lunch
Just the three of us
Please
Tell me where you're going
Tell me
'Cause I'm not on but I'm holding