Far More

Running in and out of breath

Staining skin and teeth to red

Incessant slamming and that tone

God forbid I spend one night alone

Out to the parking lot

Stumbling towards my apartment

Pressed you close against the screen door,

Close enough to feel underneath your clothes

You overcompensate for your own inexperience

Don't underestimate, oh, my fear of getting caught

So many words, so many words

So many you can't believe

So many words, so many words

So many stuck at sea

On the second story of your suburban home

Mom's asleep just two doors down

Funny how when stuck at sea

Things are never the way they seem

Clouds take the shape of gloves

Reaching over the flames at dusk

Missing clips in your consciousness

Just act as if I don't exist

You overcompensate for your own inexperience

Don't underestimate, oh, my fear of getting caught

So many words, so many words

So many you can't believe

So many words, so many words

So many stuck at sea

Felt the repetition of my ways

The lack of apprehension that once saved

So many words, so many words

So many you can't believe

So many words, so many words

So many stuck at sea

I keep burning my fingers

In attempt to rekindle the flame

The matches, so flimsy

And the wind just denies her name

So I pulled out the garments that were pressed between us

On that dreamless evening you refer to in disgust

So many words, so many words

So many you can't believe

So many words, so many words

So many stuck at sea

(Felt the repetition of my ways

The lack of apprehension that once saved)

So many words, so many words

So many you can't believe

So many words, so many words

So many stuck at sea