I'm not sure of anyone, anyone But I've got plans I'm not asking for everything but sure I could use a hand
Get a little anxious Sometimes you'll be gone and I'll be left behind Get a little nervous Sometimes it'll remind you and I'll forget my line Get a little lost look And some staring from the corner of my eye Never really mastered this interest
I can't see how The way that you leave me alone makes us close I must be out of touch I won't ask you To give up on the things that seem to keep you gone But I can be gone too
Feel a little sorry Sometimes you're not here when I am writing Feels a little awkward Sometimes you won't talk but we're not fighting You hold on to your secrets And I'm not privy to what is on your mind But I can't help but feel tired So tired, so tired, so tired
