I’ll probably keep you hating me by the boys I’ve loved forever,
But the truth is they cannot rescue me
Just like the truth is I cannot rescue you
The most that I can do is watch you from the shore
And learn to love the dirt you leave behind
Oh the most that I can do is watch you from the shore
And learn to love the dirt you leave behind…from my clean white bed…
On First Avenue and 19th Street looking west, New York City, 2:32pm, 8 June 2012
I’ll probably keep you hating me by the boys I’ve loved forever,
But the truth is they cannot rescue me
Just like the truth is I cannot rescue you
The most that I can do is watch you from the shore
And learn to love the dirt you leave behind
Oh the most that I can do is watch you from the shore
And learn to love the dirt you leave behind…from my clean white bed…