I'm changing my mind
changing my clothes
cut of my
so bite my tongue
from far away
I can't feel
if you need me, I'll be waiting
in the glances
did you know we've been going no where?
did you
I'm not grown up
I'm still writing songs
and I'm
All last summer, in case you don't recall,
I was yours
I'm in love with
machines and magazines
I spend my
there's a big empty space
in this tiny bed
a
Mary-Anne's my favorite girl
but she's living in her Hollywood
summer boredom
break my nerves
I'm trying much too hard
I woke up in a new home
unsettled and alone,
I failed once again
I have not found just what
i'm sitting alone on the sidelines
warming the bench for
crawling swiftly over cracks
over cliffs and even mountains
little
all day
waiting
staring down
i'm breaking the wall down you built it
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