Jaywalker

I'll be that suffering one numb not clever
Ms. "I'll see you never" late out on the street
I'll be there cross holding always under weather
In that old dirty sweater that never fitted me
All tattered those stories don't matter much to me
All weathered those old letters don't matter much to me
Sick from the gutter but now I'm feeling better
So now I'll send your letter with crossed i's dotted t's
Lost in the moment your fear of me is tethered
To where I am and centered on when I swear I'm clean
All tattered those stories don't matter much to me
All weathered those old letters don't matter much to me