long talk on the superficial
and she tears
where it strikes a chord
time to move on girl
he has, so must you
not every confidant is a secret keeper
choose, wisely

it was a good chat today
plus points in overshadowing disappointments
came home late enough to miss bowling and paintball
settling for kayaking
sorry bid to comfort myself

and how i wish i could talk to you
as in, really talk
and not just surfacial hi-byes
because i know that you think more than you speak

and how we were saying
it was all a waste of emotions and hopes
delving into things too fast
you stagnate sooner or later
i saw it coming all along
i knew the end before the start
im sorry. youve gotta face facts...

so here i am
keeping all the letters i wrote to you
in this faded blue envelope
let me go home,
if i have a home other than this
ive gone so far, so tired
and it feels like im living someone else's life
its so weirdly foreign
surrounded by a million people,
yet i feel so alone.
let me go home...