Halfway

[Verse]
You’re in your white shirt, I’m in my black dress
After the concert, I look a big mess
You're walking over, some nerve you have

Tell me you miss me, and that we should hang out
Isn’t like this week, the days leave me in doubt
They don't make me happy, just something I count on my fingers

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t tell you I’m lost
Can’t tell you I’m disappointed with you and the little you give
And it’s not your fault
But that doesn’t make this how we should live

[Chorus]
This could be perfect
We could be perfect
But is it worth it
When we're already halfway good

[Post-Chorus]
(oh shit)

[Verse]
It’s fine if we don't speak between the semesters
Cuz you’re with your family, you’re doing much better
Has being without me been good for you?
Like you said it would

[Pre-Chorus]
Won’t tell you I’m tired
Won’t tell you I miss you cuz that would sound like a
Foreign idea
Wouldn’t call me a liar
You'd say I’m a bit dishonest right here

[Chorus]
When I’d say it’s perfect
We could be perfect
But is it worth it, ooh

[Bridge]
Cuz imperfect doesn’t mean it can’t be good
And it don’t have to be good to feel decent
Less than decent doesn’t mean that I feel hurt
And hurting doesn’t mean I’m not breathing

And now I’m chasing anything that’s in my path
And I’m not within your grasp, cuz your hand’s behind the wheel
And you’re no good at holding many things at once
And I’m no good at being fun, and we’ve no chance of being real

[Chorus]
This won’t be perfect
It won’t be perfect
Rather be hurting
Than feeling nothing at all

Rather be hurting
Than feeling nothing