Lyrics

Picture frames Window panes Highway strains And me On the inside side Of moving street A moving me Through states that take A mile and make A million from me to you Fade into fast forward City where you went to find her Disguised for her opening And i am still hoping Someday you'll come costumed to my show You'll buy a ticket and i won't even know But i can't stand to stand up for this all the time I feel like i always put my love into rhyme And mail it to your house For three times a dime I should just stop my mouth Pull it off then out Unstick it from your dick Take a long road trip Kiss you goodbye Try not to cry Hope you'll come around Sometimes i drеam too big Or too loud That's when i know People arе so scared to be proud It's taken me years to feel allowed To speak out my fears Or elevate my peers And i love you I love the you in you I know that love can feel Heavy hot glue So i'll just go Turn my head Hit the gas With all the lead Drive out of town Leave you to your down time Me to my can't-stay-around This time Cuz i can't stand to stand up for this all the time I feel like i always put my love into rhyme Mail it to your house For three times a dime I should just stop my mouth Pull it off then out Unstick it from your dick Take a long road trip Kiss you goodbye Try not to cry Hope you'll come around But that doesn't seem bound To happen Picture frames Window panes Highway strains And me On the inside side Of moving street A moving me