It’s been months since I’ve kissed you, but I still taste you on my lips. It’s been months since you’ve slept here, but I still smell you on my sheets. And it’s been months since I’ve seen you, but I’ll never forget your eyes or those stupid faces you make. But I hate the way you drink too much. And I hate the way you smoke even though you said you would quit. And I hate the way you care about me because you’re so far away and I’m crazy about you and everything you do. It’s just that everything is better when you’re around. I’ve tried to talk myself out of these feelings, I swear. But I can’t help thinking about how there’s just something about you and everything you do.
Track Name: This Song Isn’t Actually About my Two Cats (Dear Vince)
People always say that home is where the heart is, but at home my heart is nowhere to be found. I must have left it on the road. Or maybe it’s with you. People always say that home is where the heart is, but I say my heart is in my friends. “These days the people I love are spread so far apart,” and now it feels like you’re a million miles away. If home is where the heart is, I think I need to find a new home.