There’s too much “I need him, he completes me” and not enough “I complete me yet I want them along for this journey”
I’m jealous of the people who see you everyday and don’t appreciate you.
And I hear you’ve ended up fine.
And I’ve heard you’re making out alright.
I’ve heard you still don’t like the cold outside,
And I’ve heard you still got trouble tracking time.
And I heard you said one time,
That I never even fucking cross your mind.
I guess I’ll act like that’s fine,
But you should know that you cross mine all the time.