This heat

The summer afternoon

I shouldn’t be lazy

But I can’t seem to get my head on straight

Away I drive to you

It’s raining and my eyes burn

I’m smoking cigarettes with all of the windows up

I can see my breath

Does it seem like I’m desperate?

Can you feel my hands ‘cause I can’t feel my hands

What is this game we play?

We pretend like we’re both okay

Can we twist into knots and tangle in the vines we’ve hung?

It seems I’m always after you

It’s making me crazy

But I can’t seem to get over over you

Dream another dream of you whenever I close my eyes

It’s always you and I with all of the windows down