The Bug Parade

The lips I've been watching are yours

You and your mom are talking about lord knows

Dim lights in the kitchen, the TV's so low

The lips I've been watching are moving slowly

For the first time, I'm glad you're not including me

I couldn't speak if you did, I'm staring at your lips

The bugs at my back porch light, like confetti on my head

This makes me shake, should have stayed at your place

But I have to work, and you've got to study, this boy is not spent, forever unlucky

Minutes away, but miles apart

For the first time, I'm glad you're not including me

I couldn't speak if you did, I'm staring at your lips

I hope your mom isn't looking at me, and thinking "What the fuck's he staring at?"

Of course, it's just these late night talks with you, late night drives alone

And I'm finding I'm losing from straining and confusing

I'm left awake, and I'm dead, defeated and dismissed

I should have stayed with you

Minutes away but miles apart