It’s the ending of Adventureland
That makes me feel this way
I’m watching Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart
Kissin'
In the rain it feels like

Open fifths, Meet the Robinsons
You know that final scene
Where the sad sappy shitty song starts playing
But the ending is happy

And it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so alone
I’ll be your Jesse Eisenberg you could be my
American Ultra, never speaking
Always waiting
Always stuck in the background
But never fading

And it feels like leaving
I know you’ve felt that before
It feels like hugging my walls
Eating a SpongeBob-shaped ice cream bar
And dying
But way too slow
It feels like graduation or my funeral
But it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so ashamed
I’ll be your Kristen Stewart
And you could help plan my escape
But always planning
And never acting on the plan
We’ll go over details
After the fact

And you said
That you were waiting
You never told me where you were
You said that’s a Mountain Goats line
But you think that it applies here
And I agree
Like the setting of the sun
You never know when it’s happening
But when it does
You lose your love

And it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so alone
I’ll be your Jesse Eisenberg you could be my
American Ultra
And it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so alone
I’ll be your Jesse Eisenberg you could be my
American Ultra
And it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so alone
I’ll be your Jesse Eisenberg you could be my
American Ultra
And it’s this open kind of sadness that makes me feel so alone
I’ll be your Jesse Eisenberg you could be my
American Ultra