Now I don't think I love her
But I get kinda thick when he calls her name
Over milkshakes
Sweet nothings
Well, I'd like to offer her something
But I feel like I don't have
Anything
At all
Now I'm not sure I love her
I have to be thick when she calls my name
For a deep
Enlightening chat
Well, I don't know about that
She probably sees it
As a diversion
It's my life
Well, I don't think I love her
She's saying goodnight from the hall
He smiles
He's always smiling
Yeah I'm whiling
Away vast tracts of time
Waiting to be sown
Waiting on mine
