Nordoshan by The Figurants from Seattle United States

I was excited for her to leave before she even arrived
It’s just this sort of over-planning that allows me to survive
At worst, she’s just “best in theory”
The kind of ghost who just follows dogs around.

Why don’t you yet remind me of the youth that’s behind me
And fading fast, you have too much class. There’s too much “you”
I like those who remind of how I followed so blindly whatever’s down the stairs
If anything’s even there and if there was even a “you”

What I brought up was not even in the scene
They made it look just like I was lying
I got so angry I couldn’t see, I woke up and was already driving
Looks like I lost much more than hours
I’m on a boat that I’d rather not talk about