This Must Be My Exit

Waking up to your voice, such a pretty noise Couldn't believe you didn't wake up with some different boy Oh, I'm the last pick of all your draft picks Lining up my words so they're all cleverly crafted You could see right through Oh, oh She thinks that love's this sick little disease that attacks you But I could fall deep in it every day if I had to Oh, with you it's so easy to Drop all those things I had to do Oh, it's fine, never a waste of my time I want a love where we stop going to church 'Cause it's boring And sleep in on all those Sunday mornings The sun would creep in through the blinds We would hide underneath the sheets Trying to find A million ways to kill the time But I never really know what you're thinking about And I know I'll never really figure it out All experience ever does is confirm my doubts Wasn't convinced that I'd ever really come around 'Cause it's funny how life goes, you know? Like there's just shit I don't need anyone to know Like this girl out there somewhere, I don't know But I wonder all the time if she ever misses the snow And all these thoughts I can't push out of my mind Like these visions of a hundred twisted ways I might die The view from there was kinda nice Action was kinda slow Again, these are things I don't need anyone to know Oh I can't believe I thought I was safe In my most crooked shape Most vulnerable place And all that time I was hangin' on your shelf I was just running away from getting to know myself