don't know why we act so surprised
when somebody else says it
"you two would be so nice
together, i don't get it."
not better off just friends,
but only if we let it.
it's almost like we lie to ourselves
as you lay beside me
i fear we may get
too close again
to the edge, this time
but i dream of you & me
almost every other night
stupid girl, stupid boy
a silly thing, a one time fling
that continues on as we speak
it doesn't have to mean anything
but what if we're never the same
in the end
but is that bad
what if we're not the same
what if it's never the same,
you tell me.
cause i don't know, anything.
take a drive to calm your fears
but i'm the passenger you're scared of
and how does it
help to avoid this?
i guess that
we don't need
any closure, come closer.
when the final credits roll
is it still me that keeps you whole?
will you hold me, a bit longer?
fairy tales have happy endings
some stories just need an ending.
would we be happier if we ended?
just play it pretend and -
i don't know.
