July In January

My worst fear is not the devil

it´s that i´m not what you want.

when i freak out you keep me level

you wear a smile when i cannot

it´s tough to see any potential in me.

but you´re sure to set me straight.

you make it seem like i´m essential to you

like i´m not just excess freight.

the winter has get so cold

i feel my organs freeze

you thaw me out

you make it july in january.

it sucks that i don´t have more money

cuz i´d take you to the mall

and buy you everything you want

we´d eat croissants with high priced honey

instead of chips beneath my bare apartment walls.

and just so you know

if anybody does you harm

i´ll do my best to break their arms.

and if anybody makes you cry

i´ll give them the world´s worst black eye.

and if i do something wrong

i´ll write you another one of these silly songs

and tell you that you´re pretty

because you are

because you pulled the permafrost from out my heart because you make it july.