Feel like maybe I might go to Boston Cut my hair in the way that I´ve wanted Change my number and bury my wallet California makes me exhausted
I´m lost I´m lost
Heard a poem about mid-October How the leaves in the Fall feel like closure About a girl that the guy wasn´t over Think that I might relate when I´m older
I´m lost I´m lost I´m lost I´m lost
Tough, I don´t know a lot that could hurt me Learned the hard way to forget my body ´Til you´re walkin´ around like a zombie Still don´t know how to talk through that story