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tomorrow I am leaving for Baltimore |
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you think I act like Harry Potter |
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like you're Voldemort |
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I don't care what you said |
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you didn't mean it like I did |
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don't even start with me |
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turn up the heat, turn up the heat |
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or get out the kitchen |
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you're like vegan cheese! |
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try as I might, you never melt for me |
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it wasn't quite as funny at the time |
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now in ten minutes |
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I will be ten minutes away |
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part of me thinks I should go back |
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to the folk-punk house and stay |
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everybody was so nice there |
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there were lots of heavy things that stayed in place |
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and I wish that this was more like that |
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but when you feel held back, you slip away |
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and really, I get that |
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sometimes i also feel that way |
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but I'm older now and I know this now |
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it's a game and I can't play |
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because I shoot for the impossible |
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knowing that it won't come |
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and you'd think I would know better |
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now that I am twenty one |
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I've been bored, I've been so bored |
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and I've been numb and dumb |
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and I'm still pretty young |
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besides I'm really getting so adept |
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at preventing my own happiness |
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complacency breeds latency |
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in that space it sits deep in my chest |
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and the thing that beats |
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beneath your breast, has been at rest |
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but I try my best |
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to see how close I can get to it |
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because I get productive when I get upset, hey |
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so now in ten minutes I will be ten minutes away |
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part of me thinks I should leave right now |
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but I sit back and wait |
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I've been bored, I've been so bored |
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and I've been looking for a little bit of heartache |
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but tomorrow I am leaving |
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for Baltimore |
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where it won't bother me |
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not in Baltimore |
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tomorrow I am leaving for Baltimore |
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once more |
