Lyrics: Sam Herman
Music: Sam Herman
I think its best that we don’t talk
Cause that’s all I wanna do
I’ve written eight track nines but
Every single line only rang half true
I had to study up just to learn I wasn’t sick
I wanted this to uplift
You’re not somebody I can quit
I just had to learn to live
Don’t break no-contact
Unless you want my heart back
And you gotta be sure
Cause I gotta stay on track
Funny thing about conditioning
You’d think it’s all you really meant
I would love to be your friend
Only problem is I can’t
Not until you leave my hand
They say you need space so you can manage
But even in space you’re my planet
And if my gravity pulled you in
The weight’s hard to withstand it
I can’t water my camellia
I need to take it off the sill
Already let the bud flower
I’ll cut the stem and watch it wilt until its killed
There’s a beauty in the grey I feel
That’s why I live where it rains all year
No, I’ll release you in the summer and appreciate the colour
I’ll release you in the summer
Don’t break no-contact
Unless you want my heart back
And you gotta be sure
Cause I gotta stay on track
Funny thing about conditioning
You’d think it’s all you really meant
I would love to be your friend
Only problem is I can’t
Not until you leave my hand