Smoking at the Gas Station

[Verse 1]

Smoking at the gas station

Desperate for attention

In small gestures of protest

Trace the outline of my hand

So I’m reminded where I end

Say this is no contest

[Chorus]

To be loved by you

To be loved by you

You

You

[Verse 2]

I need to get out of the house today

To try my face

Out on strangers

And if anyone’s to look my way

I’ll latch onto their gaze

Demanding answers

[Chorus]

How to look more like you?

How to look more like you?

You

You

[Outro]

How can everything feel so familiar?

Do I have to mourn?

Do I have to mourn feeling anything that’s unfamiliar?

Do I have to mourn?

Do I have to mourn?

How can everything seem so familiar?

Do I have to mourn?

Do I have to mourn?

(I can’t seem to let it in

To change me again)