Writing out letters that I'll never even send. Drinking black coffee and chain smoking cigarettes. I'm a shade of off white, I'm not quite there yet. Sometimes I think I should sleep around, And collect all the towns spit in my mouth. Your words in my head, I'm blushing red at all you've said. And I'm such a clown. From making out to down and out. I don't need this. Fuck it, I'm out. You pulled me in just to push me out. I can't get your bottom lip out of my mouth. I'm a shade of dark blue, I'm bruising quickly over you. Sometimes I think we should just chill out, And spend every night glued to my couch. I don't need more ammo to write another panic song about. And I'm such a clown. From hanging out to kissing now. I could use what you're about. When you hurt, I hurt to too. And that probably sounds crazy because I just met you. But, when I looked straight at your eyes, Mine dilated twice their normal size. You smoke like you now what you're doing. So, I'll pretend I know too. I wish it would start raining, So I could walk and talk and get soaking wet with you. And I'm still in shock that we even talk. I'm still in shock.