you get back here
you do it slowly
do it calm, now
don't be so angry

i've got something
i've been chasing
every day since i started walking

it just sits there
in the distance
always flirts with the tips of my fingers

and you thought that
you could love it
til it touched you,
and now you just wanna stop it

well i'm sorry
it's not likely
it was here when you got here
and it'll be here when you're not here no more

then some days
i get lucky
i can focus
and things are less shakey

and i scrape you
off the pale moon
and i slip you
into soft shoes

and you tap dance
to a jazz band
on a cruise ship
off near an island

your hairs up
you wear a short dress
and a wide smile
your movements are careless

it's a day dream
i've been having
to make the clocks move
while i'm working

or a bad joke
i can't sit through
but i smile cause i feel like i have to

but if you'd look under the table
you'd see i'm playing with my knife
i'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps
and struggling just to come off polite

and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?

and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?