i don't feel alone all of the time
but i promise your hands are better when they're warming mine
i can't make eye contact with anyone on the street
'cause i've got a bad habit of falling in love with everyone i meet
i won't always fall asleep all by myself
but i'd rather be laying next to anyone else
no, i don't feel alone all of the time
i just like your heart better collapsing into mine
it's getting hard not to fall
through all the holes you punched straight through the drywall
i'm riding a well developed hunch
that there's nothing i'm better at than staying out of touch
i swear to god that i'm not scared
but i'd let you take me anywhere
i know i've dug holes all through my head
but i'd rather bury myself inside your bed
i don't feel alone all of the time
but i promise your hands are better warming mine
you can take my shirts
'cause the water is whiskey, and i won't remember how bad this hurts
it's getting hard not to fall
through all the holes you've punched straight through the drywall
my morning breath always runs out of things to say
just wanted to let you know you'll make some boy really happy someday
credits
from The Worst Demos,
released September 17, 2017
David Bolema recorded this
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