Fuck The Plot

Fuck the plot

Every time I think of you 

My heart drops

So

Fuck the plot 

Fuck the games

I'd trade half of forever

Just to know your middle name

I'd drive through the night

And . . .

I'd call your mom

And

I'd even let you call mine

I want to be alive

And I don't want to be a coward anymore

I don't want to feel dead inside 

In this little life there has to be more 

The present doesn't have to be like all the times before . . .

And I know

That when your phone goes off

You hope it's him

And not me

And I know

When you don't hear from him

Your stomach sinks

Something deeper is going on underneath 

And I know

He’s been under your sheets

And I know

You like the heat

And I know

He's stayed the night with you

And I know

That I have someone too

But she doesn't make me feel like you do . . .

And I know

That you’ll choose him in the end

But

Just for a few weeks

Can we play pretend?

Can we pretend like I'm good enough?

Can we pretend to trust?

Can we pretend that this isn't the end

But where we begin again?

Can we pretend he doesn't exist?

Can we keep adding dates to our list?

Can we kiss?

Can I see your smile

And stay for a while?

I don't want to be a coward anymore. 

I want to love truly. 

I don't want to be a coward anymore.

I want to risk it all for the fall.

I don't want to be a coward anymore.

I want to be with you.

I don't want to stay a child.

I want to be more.

I'd drive all night

I'd drive through all the nights 

And 

I'd call your mom

I'd call your mom

Just lyrics to your song . . .

Just

Lyrics

To

Your

Song . . .

CH 11/15/24