Oh, when the fog lights up your skin

Breath of sky meets the softest limb

You couldn't get me off the ground in the state I'm in

The pavement's like a pillow and I think I've got the spins

Lamppost, I regret looking directly at the bulb

I feel your orange glow on every single nerve

I hate resorting to this awful habit I can't quit

Maybe I've been giving in too easily

I wish I could make these last

Burn all my gas and every dollar just so I could see the end of that

I don't mean to bother you but you're my closest link

Somеone put a wrench in my plans, teach mе how to think

For myself for once this time

So I don't keep you up at night

I'm not stalling

We're just not done talking this out

And admittedly I dread when you say

"I think I'm getting tired and I know it's getting late"

Give me the news, is your bed empty under this moon

"Maybe sometime soon"

I hope again before you make the move

Same house

Same bed

Same everything

On the moonlit graveyard grass

Oh quit reliving the past

Touch your hand to this stone

That's how I feel, dead alone

Every summer could be this

Guess I'll have to reminisce

On how fog lit up your skin

I remember you forever then