those lyrics don't explain us anymore.
you won't come and kiss me and everything has changed.
you won't come to my house and surprise me with one simple flower.
i'm hanging by a string and you won't come and catch me if i fall
you said you wanted me to leave and you said you didn't want me to look at you
but i wanted to look at you because you're so cute when you're distraught
but all of this is falling apart and you're dying to know what i think, well this is what i think.
i think this all the time
but you don't think that i think about it but i do
i wanted to write you a letter and i couldn't
i want to go home
i want to walk through my door and take a huge breath in and just soak all the independence inside of me
after that i would probably hide in your chimney to see if you still liked me
you wouldn't you would go in your room and smell the essence of us and then throw up.


i still like you. if that means anything.
but then again, i don't.