I traced my name out in the grime With my finger like a knife Waiting in the parking lot For somebody I forgot Watching the dust settle back in place I'm settled in going my own pace Burn through time till it's getting late I do the same…

I need a pen to write down what you said You have a way with words like nobody else Like nobody else I want to get a better view (What did you say) I said I want to see things a little better I'm a big fan of how you write your letters…

I miss the days I'd take my shirt off and complain about the weather What can I even say anymore When did I become the problem I don't want to turn around and do the same things I did Before October Before I knew her Before October…