Notebook of a Hell-Trapped Girl

Think of me when you're out, when you're out there
I'll beg you nice from my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
It's a shame I'm a dream
All I wanted was you
I think I'll pace my apartment a few times
And fall asleep on the couch
And wake up early to black and white reruns
That escape from my mouth
All I wanted was you.
I could follow you to the beginning
Just to relive the start
Maybe then we'd remember to slow down
At all of our favorite parts.
ALL I WANTED WAS YOU.