I think about you when I'm supposed to be concentrating Daydreaming isn't the best use of my time Feels like the hole in my chest is filled when I think about you Probably why I think about you a whole lot I don't think we're compatible, just that my brain is being dumb Most of the time If I could choose who I love i'd probably choose someone who I Actually like Think I'm listening to too much pinkerton That's all i seem to do this time of the year Drown in my own sorrows be a lil bit empathetic, maybe Blame it on the weather, i'll be just fine I don't know what I'm feeling But it scares the shit outta me Do you know how it feels to screw-top something that's this far from bursting? Wish i could sort myself out, like i organise my folders Hopefully i'll have my shit sorted out, by the time i get older