You're right on time
My anxious mind
Forecasting fucked up tings I'll probably do tonight

You wouldn't wait for me
(No)
You wouldn't wait for me

Gut check in the backyard
I'm cutting this all out now

I have
Oh I have
I have some bright ideas

I just need to show them
To someone
I just need to show them
To anyone

I have no means (to show them)
I have no ways (to show them)

Stitches in our names
And guilt riddled in our bones
So how can we relate?
How can we relate?

I can't even speak your name
I can't even speak your name
So how do we relate?
How can we relate?
We're cut up on the rocks

So how do we relate?
How can we relate?
We're cut up on the rocks
(Shit luck we're thrown in the seas)

You're right on time
My antique mind
Forecasting fucked up things I know I'll do tonight
You wouldn't wait for me
(No)
You wouldn't wait for me
I have
Oh, I have
Bright ideas