you’re in her dms, i bought a mansion across the bay from her home where i stare at a green light emanating from her dock every night and throw lavish parties hoping someday she'll show up. we are not the same
we all know how it goes
the more it hurts, the less it shows
but i still feel like they all know, and that’s why i can never go back home
and i spend my life watching it go by from the sidelines
and god, i’ve tried, but i think it’s about time i put up a fight