I found a picture that we took when brought in the new year,

It's hard to see but I remember.

You wore a cocktail dress ignored the goosebumps on your neck

The name sake of your outfit to keep you warm.

You always said that every thought I had was geometric,

I couldn't think outside my own lines.

I hope you're alright, and I'm sorry that I wasted your time,

Never had the intention to make you go.

To make you go,

To make you go, to make you go, I never wanted to make you go,

You might be a stranger now and I just wanted to let you know

That I meant what I said.

And every dream I've ever had has been of myself,

And every dream I've ever had's been of

Better view with a ten month summer,

Losing you is like cutting my fingers off.

And even with that summer,

Without you I'd rather cut my fingers off