Probably in a Notebook

Hopped on the train the other day on route to Penn, transfer at Jamaica

I observed strangers as they were looking through

The glass that separates the waiting room from the platform looking on

I always seem to find some obscure beauty in my life on days that I feel less alive

So I just clenched and faked a smile

You took the car out for a ride

You were gone for quite a while

Time enough for me to hide

I took the bus out of this town

Far enough until I was safe

I never meant to let you down, I hated that look upon your face

And on the train ride home I was staring out the window

And it only goes to show

Don't you hate to be alone?

(Don't you hate to be alone?)

It's only what we tell ourselves

Cause when I got on the train myself

I was hoping to sit next to no one else

So I just clenched and faked a smile

You took the car out for a ride

You were gone for quite a while

Time enough for me to hide

I took the bus out of this town

Far enough until I was safe

I never meant to let you down, I hated that look upon your face

Spend your nights, wasting time

Kissing every boy in line

I know where I spend mine

Goddamnit on repeat, singing every word in awe

One line stuck: "You were the last good thing I ever saw"

When I got home, I couldn't find closure in that note

When I got home

When I got home, I couldn't find closure in that note

When I got home