Loose Fitting Bedsheet
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๐ Lyrics
They built a new parking lot at the mall
Maybe you'll see it when you're back from college
In a body or two, in a body or two
Maybe we'll go there, act like we're friends
Like it's normal, you could pretend
You don't notice how I look at you
Everyone's turning twenty without me
Tried to enlist, they said I have flat feet
If you're out in the trenches
Will you think of me?
Everyone's going but I don't think I am
Maybe I'll try it for once
And I'm glad that you feel good, but I still don't feel good
I haven't felt good in months
I'm digging a hole
In my room
Where time wraps around me like a loose fitting bedsheet
It moves, god, it moves
I'm always scared that you'll marry someone blonde
And I'll go to your wedding, and I'll have to watch
Ten years down the road, you have a baby that looks nothing like me
And I'm thinking of bleaching my hair
I'm imagining worlds where you're there
And on quiet nights, we go outside and we watch the cars
But everyone sees it, and nobody tells me
But if they would tell me I might
Think for myself, or I'd try and get help but I
I wanna call you tonight
I'm clinging to, I'm clinging to
When you'd wrap around me, like a loose fitting bedsheet
And I knew, god, I knew
I knew, god, I knew
Maybe you'll see it when you're back from college
In a body or two, in a body or two
Maybe we'll go there, act like we're friends
Like it's normal, you could pretend
You don't notice how I look at you
Everyone's turning twenty without me
Tried to enlist, they said I have flat feet
If you're out in the trenches
Will you think of me?
Everyone's going but I don't think I am
Maybe I'll try it for once
And I'm glad that you feel good, but I still don't feel good
I haven't felt good in months
I'm digging a hole
In my room
Where time wraps around me like a loose fitting bedsheet
It moves, god, it moves
I'm always scared that you'll marry someone blonde
And I'll go to your wedding, and I'll have to watch
Ten years down the road, you have a baby that looks nothing like me
And I'm thinking of bleaching my hair
I'm imagining worlds where you're there
And on quiet nights, we go outside and we watch the cars
But everyone sees it, and nobody tells me
But if they would tell me I might
Think for myself, or I'd try and get help but I
I wanna call you tonight
I'm clinging to, I'm clinging to
When you'd wrap around me, like a loose fitting bedsheet
And I knew, god, I knew
I knew, god, I knew