sometimes you won't talk but we're not fighting

[the__escape]

i'm not sure of anyone, anyone
but i've got plans
i'm not asking for everything but sure i could use a hand

get a little anxious
sometimes you'll be gone and i'll be left behind
get a little nervous
sometimes it'll be my cue and i'll forget my lines
get a little lost look
and some staring from the corner of my eye
never really mastered disinterest

i can't see how the way that you leave me alone makes us close
i must be out of touch
i won't ask you to give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
but i can be gone too

feel a little sorry
sometimes you're not here when i am writing
feels a little awkward
sometimes you won't talk but we're not fighting
you hold on to your secrets
and i'm not privy to what is on your mind
but i can't help but feel tired
so tired, so tired, so tired

so tired