Good god damn this place is a misery
We've been avoiding it since we were 16
I try to wish you well but mean the worst luck in love
Through fear of missing out we see out the whole night
We don't realise we pay with tomorrows daylight
Met by the trees, you see books and I see warmth, a new haunt
Step on my heels, you jump on my back
I carry you through glass and you cough out a laugh
Phrases cross over, memories can blur
Stop pitting yourself against her
I don't need no pyrotech
I don't need no TV set
I don't need no double negative
I'll correct it