I might have been holding her hand a little too long
And maybe cause I was too high
And probably mostly too high
But even if it were for other reasons
Would you still hate me?
I feel like I can't trust you
I feel like I should have known that before
I need someone who can keep me in better shape than I can keep myself
And I hope I can do the same for them
My head feels warm and cold at the same time
But just to the touch
But that's what touch can do for you
How do we end this?
I guess we never know