There are 100 inches
In a fruit by the foot
Now there is none of it left
Except for my heart
And all of my feelings
Said "Fuck you for leaving"
I know it's not a choice
But we could have made some noise
And I wish we could have been better friends
Talking late at night about our favorite bands
And I hope we can make some newer friends
Mine can be as cool as you but your's can't be as cool as me
You left for a job
So I lost my faith in god
Didn't need him anyway
He just got in the way
In this sugarcrush
I just wanted to be the one
If I were to know now
I wouldn't be so down
And I wish we could have spent our lives
In a house together with diamond studded knives
And I hope I can make it through the years
Without seeing you for five more years
If you were to stay
Would I still feel A-OK
Or would i want to die
Because of that guy
Who said he was my best friend
But really screwed me in the end
If I were to know now
Would I still feel so damn down?
And I wish we could have been better friends
Talking late at night about our religions
And I hope we can make some newer friends
Mine can be as cool as you but your's can't be as cool as me
And in the years to come
I might forget about you
Don't forget about me...
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023