i used to take the bus to the ocean
to the spot you said to meet
i walked past everyone i didn't want to see
and with the sun at its departure
and your body close to me
every word was spoken nervously
i know you never really liked people
i didn't mean to make that worse
i'd give everything i am for who you were
i've got a cross buried in my mind
swaying with the morning breeze
crucify my baby as i sleep
and i know that time is against
but we really need to speak
because i'm so sick of waking
halfway through an apology
i'm sorry for the letter
i didn't expect you to respond
i guess that's what it's like when you're gone
now i'm dying for a friday
one where i actually leave
i still know the roads that take me to your street
