Terms

Every minor hum
Becomes amplified and dumb
There's no decisions to be made
Nothing to agree to

I'll meet you where you are
In some exasperated car
I feel your heavy atmosphere
But I don't see you

And just before the end
All the messages and send
Something is happening again
Something is happening again

I'll meet you where you are
Passing counterfeit watermarks
In someone else's storyline
In somebody's preview

There's a shadow over everything we share

And we're not who you say
So much depends upon a name
I always wonder if it's real
I always wonder if it's real

I'll put you where you are
In the least transparent bar
We can keep moving in the dark
It doesn't matter

There's a silence in the space where I should be
There's a concept we keep talking about
But no one sees

And I reject these terms
On the grounds that they're ridiculous
On the grounds that you know that they're cruel
You offer nothing in return
7000 cigarettes and twelve sullen years on the lawn
And you still talk to me
Like it's our first day at the art school

It's almost like I could be anyone
It's like I could be anyone
I could be anyone