Good For Me

I don't know if you are good for me yet

I just know it feels good with you on my chest

You're so pretty with your makeup on my bed

Two years younger, but always one step ahead

I met you fighting for the world we want to make

You thought I'd missed you, but I couldn't look away

Eyes filled with hope and fists raised up, day after day

And when you walked me home that day

Sydenham Road was lined with lace

I think you could tell better than anyone exactly how I feel

I try to lie, but there is nothing you can't see

I've wanted a love like this for years and now you're here

And so divine that I could cry

But somehow, with me there is fear

I don't know if you are good for me yet

My eyes are lazy from the sleep we cannot get

My school books getting dusty on your bed

Exam on Monday, all day Sunday we're in bed

I think you could tell better than anyone exactly how I feel

I try to lie, but there is nothing you can't see

I've wanted a love like this for years and now you're here

And so divine that I could cry

But somehow, with me there is fear

I'm sorry 'bout the books you've lent I haven't read yet

I'm sorry 'bout the mess I leave beside your bed

I just want you to think I'm cute and clever

I'm just not used to pretending that my shit's together