Waver

you shoulda called me
an hour ago,
woulda caught me at my clearest,
cleverest,
but now im swimming upstream,
blindfolded and hellbound...
and girl you are the sweetest, dearest thing
to me,
but im gon' need to hear your message
in a while, cause im wild, trip-wired and im
drenched in wavering interest.
im as good for you as your worst attempt
to convince me we belong.
im as good for you as your best reason for why this could all be so wrong.
but we belong, we belong.

had you not banged at my window
i'd of had to settle for
dreams of gripping you,
like i been grippin the thought
of sharing our skin
with the moons silver reflection.
but you insist and i oblige,
so now were speaking in sighs,
and tones of moans
ive only heard in the anthem
of our irreperable road.

im as good for you as your worst attempt
to convince me we belong.
im as good for you as your best reason for why this could all be so wrong.
but we belong, we belong.