I'm not trying to be sensitive, but I'm sensing like it is
'Cause I'm not stuck in your head like I wanna be
And I hear jazz in my head when I hear your name
And I wanna see your face in every frame
I'm rereading all the letters that I've sent
And I'm wondering if this is how the rest of my life could be spent
Will I always get to be here?
Will you love me by the end of the year?
And I have too many questions and you don't wanna answer me
And I'm just gonna suffocate you until you can't breathe
'Cause that's just me
And it's fine by me
If you wanna leave
But I'll love you if that means anything
I don't wanna be serial monogamous for the rest of my life
I just wanna stay here until you make me your wife
I'll stay on the west coast and know that you love Santa Cruz
We could have an orange tree just like your parents do
But you'll never even let me get that close
And you'll push me away but August is my last hope
I hope you love me
As much as you
Let me believe
'Cause it's getting harder and I can feel you fade
And you're starting to act like you don't like my face
It's getting harder and I can feel it break
And I'm staring to realize you don't think
This is fate