Don't know how conversations work
Well I panic
So I just said
Hey
She nods
She looks at her shoes
I think I made her panic
She said what's up?
I said its the sky
And all of the stars
Well technically you're right
But that's not what she meant
So I said
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
So i hand her the other half
Of my earphones
Fill the voids of silence
Skipping through the shitty songs
I listen to when I'm all alone
How was your day?
Do you feel okay?
Just looking at our shoes
Don't care bout the news
Shimmer, Glimmer, Dimmer
Give me you
So I said
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
The desperate need to say something
The need to make a noise
Dwell with me on the corners
Comfortable silence
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Comfort
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Comfort
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)
Ok, alright
Ok, alright (yeah)