Split

I'm waking up Afternoon in bloom All my worst songs Are all my softest truths But I don't play them anymore Let them dry just out of sight Took you to the airport Slept alone that night

And I still miss Ohio Early mornings in the snow Get some from the pile Walking out alone

Go back home Surround yourself with everyone you know Try not to let your reservations show Try and move slow

I didn't want to lose this But I know when I start to leave Maybe I confused this When I didn't want to see

Go back home Dress yourself in all your favorite clothes Try not to let the skin beneath them show Try and move slow Try and move slow