Won't you ever follow me home?
Can't you see I'm living alone?
And lonely times
They aren't hard for me to find
Won't you ever pick up the beat?
My hand clapping, track is lagging underneath
Gold intentions that I speak
Hot month mania knocks knees
Circle up on concrete
Sing our sins
I'm still
The cloud that rolls in
Fog that hides the mountain
Don't belong by a fire at the ocean
It's a drag seeing you with her
And I'm sad not getting what I deserve, first
I hear that it's for good
But I'd change it if I could
