i begged you to text me good morning when you wake up
i asked you if we could be friends on facebook
and i asked you to ask me about my childhood
and you rolled your eyes and said i can't be serious
you could start your own cult
you could make a living on giving false hope
you're an optimists antidote
off the radar and laying low
bare minimum
you use words like maybe, possibly, you guess
selective ignorance and can't commit to plans
instead of living together you wanna live with your dad
30 years old, still throwing things when you're mad
i'm paranoid noticing patterns and names
i tried unlocking your phone and the passwords changed
you're a liar with a passion for the game
you have alibis and excuses for every thing
you could start your own cult
you could make a living on giving false hope
you're an optimists antidote
off the radar and laying low
i daydream about older versions of you
i idealize like hopeful lovers do
i pretend im done and end up at your place
i know you won't change, i must be insane
i begged you to text me good morning when you wake up
i asked you if we could be friends on facebook
and i asked you to ask me about my childhood
and you rolled your eyes and said i can't be serious