This is the song I am listening to. I've listened to it a lot. But I don't think I'm tired of it. So I'll listen a few more times. I think maybe I obsess. I think maybe you do to.
I went away this weekend. Escaped for a while. I spent far too much money. And I did too many stupid things. And I drank too much. And I didn't eat enough. And I walked too much. And I enjoyed the rain a little too much. And I smiled a lot. And I laughed a lot. And I said stupid things. And I think I gave it away. But I don't think you care. And I didn't sleep enough. But I dreamt too much. And I had a shower to try and make things seem right. And it didn't work. And I text you instead. And you didn't reply. And now I'm certain you don't care. And then I got a coach home. And I wish I'd come home before. And then I wish I didn't go away at all. And then I found a missed call from you. And then someone asked me to go for a drink with them. And I told them I couldn't. And I wondered why I hadn't found the missed call before. And I wonder why you called me. And why it was two fourty-eight in the morning when you did. So I text you and asked. But you still didn't reply. And then I believed that you were calling me from your room. And that it was when I was in a different room. But you wanted me in the same room as you. And I believed it for a while. But now I think I'm lying. And I feel sick thinking about it. So maybe I should stop. But I can't. And you wont tell me an answer. And I can't stop thinking. And that's why I can't stop listening to the song. And I think it's sometimes why I can't sleep. And why I dream too much. And I know it's stupid. And that's why I don't understand some things. And that's why I can't stop some things. And that's why you're the definition of some things. And that's why I know I'm being far too intense about some things. And that's why I'm trying to stop some things. And that's why I was wondering. And that's why I was wondering. And that's why I was wondering if you could just dissappear.
I went away this weekend. Escaped for a while. I spent far too much money. And I did too many stupid things. And I drank too much. And I didn't eat enough. And I walked too much. And I enjoyed the rain a little too much. And I smiled a lot. And I laughed a lot. And I said stupid things. And I think I gave it away. But I don't think you care. And I didn't sleep enough. But I dreamt too much. And I had a shower to try and make things seem right. And it didn't work. And I text you instead. And you didn't reply. And now I'm certain you don't care. And then I got a coach home. And I wish I'd come home before. And then I wish I didn't go away at all. And then I found a missed call from you. And then someone asked me to go for a drink with them. And I told them I couldn't. And I wondered why I hadn't found the missed call before. And I wonder why you called me. And why it was two fourty-eight in the morning when you did. So I text you and asked. But you still didn't reply. And then I believed that you were calling me from your room. And that it was when I was in a different room. But you wanted me in the same room as you. And I believed it for a while. But now I think I'm lying. And I feel sick thinking about it. So maybe I should stop. But I can't. And you wont tell me an answer. And I can't stop thinking. And that's why I can't stop listening to the song. And I think it's sometimes why I can't sleep. And why I dream too much. And I know it's stupid. And that's why I don't understand some things. And that's why I can't stop some things. And that's why you're the definition of some things. And that's why I know I'm being far too intense about some things. And that's why I'm trying to stop some things. And that's why I was wondering. And that's why I was wondering. And that's why I was wondering if you could just dissappear.
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