I'm seeing stars
Didn't look away fast enough
Guess you left your mark
When I lose it, I'll send my regards
It's like I'm anchored to the roundabout
That spinning wheel at the playground
And you get closer with every cycle
Getting off becomes consequential
I wait for the punch, but you keep your mouth shut
I wish you would scream at me
And things that I could say are few things
That I was ready on sight, but you were a ghost to a fist fight
I still fantasize it constantly
I miss New England
The smell of summer in Boston
And living in a vacuum, when getting older was fun
And so were you
I had a plan, but every round I'm dealt a bad hand
And I got nothing I'm playing onto
And I can't seem to sit still
I'll never be done, 'cause I can't keep my mouth shut
I wish you'd just scream at me
'Cause honestly, I'd probably
Oh, I just want validation
Say I'm just as bad as one of the Mansons
Bet you fantasize it constantly
