I Thought You Were My Re-do

youre like the soft cool breeze 

at 4 in the morning in asbury 

with the stars out 

i can see everything 

this is all i need 

all youve said to me 

youll say it again and again 

so i worry 

but then again when do i not 

am i 

just another one of your regrets 

do i 

fit well on that list 

i dont blame you for anything 

look at you and look at me 

so when you left 

no questions asked 

and ill self medicate 

cause im too scared to just use my words

and would you rip my tongue out 

i never wanna talk again 

it gets overwhelming 

when youre waiting for all of this to pass 

i know 

yeah i know