Sweatshirt sliding over palms
only fingers poking out...

It’s 3 am and I’m drifting out of...
moonlit squares trace up your face...

Right now we're face to face
silently staring each other down...

A regular Tuesday normal like them all
ended during math with one single call...

It’s 3 am and I’m drifting out of...
moonlit squares trace up your face...

It rained the night you left the note
it was nothing compared to my tears...

After it’s over, I know you’ll ask
why did she have to go...