Got a brown old leather jacket and nothing to wear with it

And my weekly bar marathon, for when I feel like dreaming

And some lights that shine through the window in the morning, and outside noise when my nights get boring

And a narrow street that sells out x magasines

Got a fridge so loud for my mind to keep writing

And a hundred million thoughts for all the things that I'm missing

And a big sink for when the guests are eating, but I keep on giving them food poisoning

I wish mom was near she would turn on all the warnings

Had a sense of living a hard life, and I taught myself how to bend

And it's everything to me now to know how everything ends

If I was living like a wildcat, now I'm living like a jailed man

If I could scream all my love out, I wouldn't do it in silence

I got these three little words in my mouth that I use like a poem

I'm somewhat of a new child that's learning how to say them

Without crying and screaming it out loud or using it way out of pocket

I used to hate loving you in your house, now I'd kill myself to stay in it

I'm being a grown up, but learning it backwards, was taking me so long

I love you I mean it

I'm taking the hard road with rocks on the pavement the signals were all wrong

I love you I mean it

You stop for a second, and jump from the sofa I thought we would kiss in

We're not on the same team

You walk me to the door but the trains are all sleeping, I think that we're stuck here, I loved you I meant it

I run to the kitchen and open a drawer, first knife that I'm finding goes right through my wet skin

You know I don't blame you, you're part of the old scheme, of baiting the young boy to bite where there's nothing

It usually works out, i bleed on your doormat, if you open the door now, I'll love you I'll mean it