Moving Day - John Floreani

I know that you’re not ok

But I’ve been doing my best to help

And at the same time I’ve been desperately trying

To reinvent myself

Are you thinking like I am

And does it keep you awake at night?

How you could use a real man

I bet you’re sick of little boys

I’m getting sick of saying words

And you always see things for the worst

I’m getting tired of watching your eyes glaze over

When I try to explain myself

'Cause any less will just never do

When you need someone like I need you

I’ll make you miss everything we had

If you can see past my attention span

I can never stay in the same place

'Cause I’m afraid of being known

And I’ve got so much left to tell you

But there’s so much that you’ll never know

And I keep pushing you away

And I know one day that you’ll go

Leave me with the emptiness that I made

And I’ll die waiting by the phone

And if I make it out of my room

I’ll look for you

I hear you picked a moving day

And I picked the wrong day for cold feet

I tried this once before

And it took everything I had from me

Against better judgement I’d start again

And find someone that I could call a friend

The only person that I know

Who loves me

That doesn’t have to

I can never stay in the same place

'Cause I’m afraid of being known

And I’ve got so much left to tell you

But there’s so much that you’ll never know

And I keep pushing you away

And I know one day that you’ll go

Leave me with the emptiness that I made

And I’ll die waiting by the phone

And if I make it out of my room

I’ll look for you

Fuck it let’s get married and we’ll run away together

We’ll have tiny little jobs

And a city apartment

And I’ll never have to say goodbye again

As long as the city Summer breeze

Blows through those white curtains

Fuck it let’s get married and we’ll run away together

We’ll have tiny little jobs

And a city apartment

And I’ll never have to say goodbye again

As long as the city Summer breeze

Blows through those white curtains