i need a big love...i need a plane ride... i need a raincoat
A bartender gives me a free drink, I gulp it as quickly as I can and run away. A boy I've just met tries to hold my hand and I ask him to leave. They both have four-letter names, but I am sick of fate now, sick of coincidences, afraid of sex, terrified of love.
This is what you have done to me. This is what I have done to myself. This is why I put on "Raining in Baltimore" on repeat and think about the number of ways I can escape from here. You are trying to turn me against my one love, this city, the only thing I have as constant.
And it's finally, irrevocably autumn now. The sunsets are grainy and at nights I smell the fires in my neighbors' fireplaces. It is my favorite smell in the world. This will be my last autumn here. You will never leave no matter how many times you try. I love the city and resign myself to leaving it. You hate it, but you cannot escape.
This is what you have done to me. This is what I have done to myself. This is why I put on "Raining in Baltimore" on repeat and think about the number of ways I can escape from here. You are trying to turn me against my one love, this city, the only thing I have as constant.
And it's finally, irrevocably autumn now. The sunsets are grainy and at nights I smell the fires in my neighbors' fireplaces. It is my favorite smell in the world. This will be my last autumn here. You will never leave no matter how many times you try. I love the city and resign myself to leaving it. You hate it, but you cannot escape.