Crave

I wish I could forget you

But it's out of hand

I wish I was aggressive

And had a plan

I could write a couple words

That'd string into a phrase

But I'm afraid I'd go on and on

For days and days and days

I'm craving

A getaway from the

Smooth talk

That's keeping me grounded

To the

Carpet in my room

My quiet blue tomb

Of you

For the past couple weeks I've felt kind of great

But this kind of great don't come without it's share of grey

I've been chewing off bites from my day to day

But by night I'm left with nothing but a sour taste

I wish I could forget you

But it's out of hand

I'd give all kinds of something

To have a plan

I could write a couple lines that'd fall into a phrase

But I'm afraid I'd go off for days

And days and days and days

I'm craving

A getaway from the

Smooth talk

That's keeping me grounded

To the

Carpet in my room

My quiet blue tomb

Of you

I wish I could forget you

I'm craving

A getaway from the

Smooth talk

That's keeping me grounded

To the

Carpet in my room

My quiet blue tomb

Of you