Personal Truth

I wanna hold your hand again
Feel our little palms filling up with sweat
Awkwardly let go when we see one of your friends
Cuz you wanna play it cool

I let you hold me down again
Kiss me on my leg like I’m your girlfriend
Heart’ll never break if I keep letting it bend
Honey that’s my golden rule

It’s not a big lie
It’s just a personal truth
Wavelength between me and you
Here in the death throes of our youth

My defenses are worn so thin
Just trying to feel like somebody in this skin
Pain of the situation sinking in
How a life can loom so cruel