Pale Little Love

Hush now, feel the comedown
Got too high at my party again
Wild child, from a small town
All alone with one million friends

Was it my fault?
Was it my fault?

Green line at the same time
Forty feet from your door on Comm Ave
Nineteeth, god among me
But now I'm holding your phone in my bag

If it's my fault, I'll do the time
Pass on the dinners and sessions and guys
Make it up to you in reposts and likes
That pale little love I conceal like a knife

Rental in the driveway
Now you're back, asking me how I've been
Tell me you were busy
Playing blue-collar, working from bed

Endorsing checks, and playing pretend
Getting your signature right for the fans
Minimum wage, it all tastes the same
This pale little love flickers still, in your name

There's a dove on your shoulder
A natural performer knows all press is good press
And pain is your best friend
But what did pain say when you fought with your sister
And cried in the bathroom on Halloween?
Did it braid your hair by the TV?
Does it know the words that you're singing?

I fold all the laundry, I air out the house
It's funny how time moves when no one's around
I'll watch from a distance, catch you in a crowd
This pale little love, it belongs to you now
This pale little love, it belongs to you now