I'm not sure of anyone (anyone)
But I've got plans.
I'm not asking for everything
but sure I could use a hand.

Get a little anxious sometimes
you'll be gone and I'll be left behind.
Get a little nervous sometimes
it'll be my cue and I'll forget my lines.
Get a little lost look
as I'm staring from the corner of my eye.
Never really mastered disinterest.

I can't see how
the way that you leave me yellow makes us close.
I must be out of touch.
I won't ask you to give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
but I could be gone too.

Feel a little sorry sometimes
you're not here when I am writing.
Feels a little awkward sometimes
you won't talk but we're not fighting.
You hold onto your secrets
and I'm not privy to what is on your mind.
When I can't help but feel tired (so tired x 4)