Keep It

It takes me awhile
To settle into the night
When I did not meet with the day
Look out my window
I cannot see
The stars through the smog of my city

I’ll make it a curse
I’ll make it much worse
Talk to your friends
Get inside of your head
Your head
Your head

I can fuck right off, leave you be
I would like to keep that part of me
Wait for it to hit the ground
Like a pin drop, barely a sound

All of my ends dress up and pretend
But I have not found that in you, my friend
She sticks right next to my darkest regrets
And my baby understands she’s the best

See it as a sign
Three numbers in line
There on the dash
Lighter or a match
A match
A match

I can fuck right off, leave you be
I would like to keep that part of me
Wait for it to hit the ground
Like a pin drop, barely a sound