Be Good

It's unclear now what we intend.

We're alone in our own world.

You don't wanna be my boyfriend

And I don't wanna be your girl.

And that, that's a relief.

We'll drink up our grief

And pine for summer

And we'll buy beer to shotgun

And we'll lay in the lawn

And we'll be good.

Now I'm laughing at my boredom,

At my string of failed attempts,

Because you think that it's important

And I welcome the sentiment.

And we talk on the phone at night

Until it's daylight

And I feel clever

And I hear the slow in your speech.

Yeah, you're half asleep.

Say goodnight.

Now I've got friendships to mend.

I'm selfishly dispossessed.

You don't wanna be my boyfriend

And that's probably for the best

Because that, that gets messy

And you will hurt me

Or I'll disappear.

So we will drink beer all day

And our guards will give way

And we'll be good.