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
As I'm Staring From
The Corner Of My Eye
Never Really Mastered
This Interest

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 Onto 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