They became more faded
every time you called
and I felt so jaded
as the petals fall

wasn't as cool as I thought
on that night so wrong
in that muddy parking lot
beside longs

every time you came around
when I wasn't ready
anything but break new ground
my room got so heavy

too heavy to bear
too much to give you
pillows with my hair
windows covered in dew
the story of our fridge
my roomie's eccentricities
summers on the ridge
and our faulty electricity

CHORUS:
I can't give it to you
I don't know how to
I'm sorry I can't give you me

our worlds can't connect
and you're not that into
whiskey on my breath
and giving up chances to

find my own way
you're not like that
and I'm not gonna change
so you'll come last

CHORUS

can't give you spring
can't give you home
can't give you anything
that you'll condone