Wind in my face on top of a big hill are you jealous how I came to be here how I carry myself or do you not care I ordered a sausage baguette and a pint or two before heading trainwards to a bar for some wine to talk down about the lifestyle of others as if our own were infallible

tell me you care tell me you think of me when playing with my hair my face as absent as your dad has been to you I know it sounds mean but somehow I don't care that we're losing sleep as if we're winning but no one's winning we both think it's worth it as if we're infallible