Knee Deep At ATP

And every sentence that I spoke began and ended in ellipsis Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote, clung on tightly, like parenthesis And for each correctly used apostrophe I could feel my heart sink inside my chest in front of me So, maybe the lining of a winter's coat Mightn't be the best place to hide a summer secret You said every photo that you took that festival Got lost in your camera in an insurance scam And though underexposed, I could see from the quality His K Records t-shirt and you holding his hand And I know he took you to the beach I can tell from how you bite on your cheek Every time the sand falls from your insoles And when our eyes meet All that I can read, is "you're the B-side" They say, "it's not what you like, it's what you're like as a person" Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain "Not what you like, but what you're like as a person" Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain