Drop from Our Windows

Well, I hate talking about dorm rooms and moving out

I hate talking about the future because the future is right now

But I was desperate for your love, you were desperate for attention

We were destined to grow up but I was scared without direction

Got a call from your mom

She said your brother hung himself

He said he couldn't take his life and he couldn't find himself

And I got scared

I found a picture of my dad from when he's 19

This is stupid and it's sad that he is ageing

But I can't stare into his eyes without feeling alive

Without begging for time, I think I still need his advice

I knew a guy who knew a guy who killed a girl

He said he didn't mind the way she would breathe

He said he didn't mind the way she would laugh at them

But he couldn't take the way she would speak, oh, how she spoke

Well, I hate talking about dorm rooms and moving out

I hate talking about the future because the future is right now

But I was desperate for your love, you were desperate for attention

We were destined to grow up but I was scared without direction

Got a call from your mom

She said your brother hung himself

He said he couldn't take his life and he couldn't find himself

And I got scared

And it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from my window

And I will probably jump if I can break the fall

But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from my window

And I will probably jump if I can break the fall

But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from our windows

And we will probably jump if we can break the fall

But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from our windows

And we will probably jump