Conversation With a Friend in Brooklyn
Meridian
We talk a lot about chemicals
And how we're both so easily affected
Hearts like humming amplifiers with the gain turned up
I examine your living room
You read me poems in the kitchen
You asked me what the light symbolized
I said "It could be the truth or really anything"
You don't get to decide how somebody feels about you
But you can spin it a little bit
Maybe the purest motive is to say that
I just want what I want
I just want what I want
I haven't given it too much thought yet
I just want what I want
We talk a lot about solitude
And how easy it is to feel alone here
Ask me if I still like all the same bands that I used to
Well, of course I do
Now I'm a train passenger, powerless
Steady shaking off the sugar and the sleeplessness
Lips numb with the knowledge that I laid it out the best I could
You don't get to pretend that you spent less time than you did waiting on a windfall
Does all it all have to be so heavy?
Baby, I just want what I want
I just want what I want
I haven't given it too much thought yet
I just want what I...
There is a heat rising off every word
Voices resounding sound like nothing I've ever heard
I will no longer bite my tongue
For getting good at being young
We talk a lot about distance
And where we'd be if it weren't for where we were now
Written by: Maxwell SternLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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