the porch

Tried to warn me, that it wouldn't be nice

Sad and sorry, I can't give it a try

Put that record on, baby, I can try to pretend

That's just all I know, follow it to the end

I can't want you til you want me back

Lock your silver chain around my neck

Look at me and look at you

I see us riding circles

But it's alright

Running round the back of the house

Tryna make sense of the sound

Never even heard of clout

No, it's not cap'n jazz no more

Woke up ten years from the porch

I don't know what I was thinkin

Sittin in the darkness

Wondering if I made the right choice

Well apparently not but put that record on

Maybe I could try to prеtend

I don't already know that it's over

But who knеw?

That we'd be jumping off stage in the crowd

Living past twenty-seven, wow

Tourin' from town to town

No, we still haven't seen what's in store

Never asked what it's for

Dream about you, of course

Wake me up from the same dream

That used to trouble me back in 2017

Uh-oh, uh-oh, stay on the fence with me

It's hard to know where I stand

Do you think you're better in limbo?

Would you rather be a sinner?

In your life on earth and never get to see how it ends?

And I think I was a student before I was a singer

I read the books but never understood what they meant

Uh oh uh oh, I wanted to be pure for life

Didn't want to sell out

Uh oh uh oh, I needed to maneuver it

And this was all that I could muster