You're always breaking shit when I'm looking the other way

It's already tomorrow but it feels like yesterday

I don't wanna go back to bed even though I should

Down the street it's caddy corner to her old place

I'm sad it's over but I really need a break I've

Smiled at you like six times today but it's all good

If I go home it's real

Don't cry, I'll deal

But if it was up to me, you know I would

I like driving all the time and all this week it's like

I've never felt more alive in a parking lot

I don't need to feel everything I did

I'll wear a hearing aid and you'll get glasses for your eyes

The sun's coming down and the floor's gonna cave in right under my legs

You'll be feeling it tomorrow

But now I'm glad to be

By spring, you'll see

That when it's up to me

You know I will

If I go home, it's real

Don't cry, I'll deal

I'll fix the van, I'm free

Pick you up, come three

Drive to another state and never leave