This Must Be My Exit
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Waking up to your voice, such a pretty noise.
Remembering the joy of waking up next to this person and hearing their voice, which made waking up all the better.

Couldn't believe you didnt wake up with some different boy.
Feeling lucky that the person they woke up next to was them, and not someone else.

I'm the last pick of all your draft picks,
Feeling like the person they are with settled on them, rather than choosing them out of love or desire.

lining up my words so they're all cleverly crafted, you can see right through.
Trying to impress this person with their words, but feeling like they can see right through them and know that they aren't being genuine.

She thinks love's this "sick little disease that attacks you", but I could fall deep in it every day if I had to.
Understanding that the person they are with has a negative view of love, but feeling the opposite and willing to dive into love every day.

With you it's so easy to drop all the things I had to do, oh its fine, never a waste of my time.
Feeling like being with this person is worth putting aside other obligations, and that any time spent with them is never a waste.

I want a love where we stop going to church cause it's boring, and sleep in on all those Sunday mornings.
Desiring an easy-going love that allows them to skip mundane social obligations and enjoy lazy days together.

The sun would creep in through the blinds, we would hide, underneath the sheets trying to find, a million ways to kill the time.
Imagining spending a lazy day in bed with this person, finding creative ways to pass the time.

But I never really know what you're thinking about, and I know I'll never really figure it out, all experience ever does is confirm my doubt, I wasn't convinced that I'd ever really come around.
Feeling like they can never truly understand this person, and that each experience only solidifies their doubts about the relationship.

'Cause it's funny how life goes, you know? Like there's just shit I dont need anyone to know, Like, this girl out there, somewhere, I dont know, but I wonder all the time if she ever misses the snow.
Reflecting on how life can surprise you, and thinking about someone they haven't met yet but still wondering about them and their experiences.

And all these thoughts I can't push out of my mind, like these visions of 100 twisted ways I might die.
Being plagued by dark thoughts and visions of various ways they could meet their end.

The view from there was kinda nice, action was kinda slow.
Finding a strange serenity in the idea of dying, and reflecting on how life can seem slow in comparison.

Again, these are things I don't need anyone to know...
Acknowledging that these are private thoughts, not meant for anyone to know.

I can't believe I thought I was safe in my most crooked shape, most vulnerable place...
Reflecting on how they used to feel safe and protected in their most vulnerable state, but realizing that it was an illusion.

And all that time I was hangin' on your shelf, I was just running away from getting to know myself.
Realizing that they were using the relationship as a way to avoid getting to know themselves better and facing their own issues and flaws.