Drop from Our Windows

Well, I hate talking about dorm rooms and moving out I hate talking about the future because the future is right now But I was desperate for your love, you were desperate for attention We were destined to grow up but I was scared without direction Got a call from your mom She said your brother hung himself He said he couldn't take his life and he couldn't find himself And I got scared I found a picture of my dad from when he's 19 This is stupid and it's sad that he is ageing But I can't stare into his eyes without feeling alive Without begging for time, I think I still need his advice I knew a guy who knew a guy who killed a girl He said he didn't mind the way she would breathe He said he didn't mind the way she would laugh at them But he couldn't take the way she would speak, oh, how she spoke Well, I hate talking about dorm rooms and moving out I hate talking about the future because the future is right now But I was desperate for your love, you were desperate for attention We were destined to grow up but I was scared without direction Got a call from your mom She said your brother hung himself He said he couldn't take his life and he couldn't find himself And I got scared And it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from my window And I will probably jump if I can break the fall But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from my window And I will probably jump if I can break the fall But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from our windows And we will probably jump if we can break the fall But it's a twelve foot drop to the ground from our windows And we will probably jump