cemetery on a hill vulnerable

think youre lovely; wanna love you.

but i guess theres things we should get used to
like not being the one to choose

and i know that i dont know you
just thought you could be different

didnt realize there was any heart left to be bent
hope you know that i am well spent

and things meant more cause hope was lent
when words mean more than your absence

guess im still trying to make sense....

so what did you mean
when you said you were open

and you tell me im free
and that its up to me

but i still feel pinned
cause you never penned me in

now i just feel stupid
trying to prove where i was lead to believe i was worth it

but i never got my email in
where i told you i was ready for it

ready to see where i end
and what the future could lend

but ill give in
like every other weekend

that ill spend bent
on empty-hearted doorsteps

and ill take the first step
like when we first met

guess i never saw my bed in the morning
and being away so long is sobering

trying to explain the things ive been harboring
hiding away is better than realizing

where i really dont wanna be
hope you dont find my body in the sea.