Did I ruin the moment? Laying down in your grass now And I'm burning my skin again Staring wide eyed, stressed out Cause it's nice outside and that makes me feel stupid For letting myself get so low Am I wasting the weekend now Freaking out under the heliotrope Dragging my forearms Never as fun as we thought I'd be Combing through bad jokes I wrote to tell in your company Cause I think by now I've said too much on everything I feel your fingers go limp in my hand and I should've just asked asked you Is this the conversation you want to have? (x3) Why? What do you (fine?)
