To Hold Amber

And I know I'm not the first one, to hold Amber

And to think of anyone else, to hold Amber

I feel they don't deserve to, to hold Amber

But do I?

And I'm risking all my jump time, to hold Amber

And I'm afraid, but it's fine, they're just hands

And I know that there's a thin line, to understand her

And my, our words

And the things we've made from words

And the things that make us laugh

And the time I touched her ass

In my bed, and you said

That it was alright

And I know it's a weird sentiment

But when you're a kid

You like what you like

And I don't mind being gossip, to hold Amber

With rumors catastrophic, I can't stand her

Or laughed at by some jock-heads, with no answer

I see, it's fine

And the fact that you're now mine

And the doubt that strains my mind

Every day, and then you say

Something that makes sense

Makes sense like a couch, in a mall

With both of our hands

Walking down on montclair, no lights damper

And I'm pondering the life that, holds Amber

And I

Want to be the last one

Want to be the last one

Might not be the last one

But I could be the nice one