29.8.07

7.ThirtyOne.


Relationships and complications.
Mismatch and miscommunications.
I want it and yeah...
I hate it and yeah...

Moving too fast and then moving too slow.
I dont know where you want to go.
Don't know where I want to go.

Singing our song to all your friends.
I sing our song to myself.
There're reasons, hey.
Maybe it'll all turn out swell.

Strangest feeling I know so well.

Relationships and complications.
Mismatch and miscommunications.
I want it and yeah...
I hate it and yeah...

You didn't let me in.
When the moon was waning out.
Didn't explain to me. Not even roundabout.

All I wanted was to take two steps back.
Maybe three or four.
Now I'm contemplating running to the door.
Pushing me, and pulling me.

Strangest feeling I've never known before.

Relationships and complications.
Mismatch and miscommunications.
I want it and yeah...
I hate it and yeah...

I want to be somebodies boy. Some mans secret someone.
I want to be that girls man. But what ain't done ain't done.
You've taught me though. I've learnt and I grow.
No closer away from where it began. But closer than I was on 7. 31.

This is my messed up self. Don't know where I want to go.
It would be good to have a girl sing me Kate's Shit though.
Or a guy to sing it to. Someone's secret, a secret someone.

Relationships and complications.
Mismatch and miscommunications.
I want it and yeah...
I want it and yeah...

I want it and yeah...
Yeah. I want it. Yeah...

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