Just a mattress on the floor
And an empty pizza box
In an empty room
In an empty house
Under a crescent Moon
In a brand new town

You lit a candle on the sill
And I pulled you to the bed
Then you caved to my will
We forgot to blow it out
By the morning it had burned
All the way down

You don't talk much
And that's fine
Most days are dull, and that's alright
We both forget to be nice sometimes
We don't make sense from the outside

It all started by mistake
Getting tipsy by the lake
When our knuckles brushed
You thought I meant it
I thought you meant it
But it was an honest accident

Still, it opened something up
Like peeling rind around the fruit
And I looked at you
And I fell dumb
Because I trusted you without trying to

I've known you for so long
You know I admit it when I'm wrong
So I'll admit I never thought we'd be a thing
I've never been happier to be wrong about anything

When you die
I'll be a wreck
Then I'll die
Don't pine till you're dead
But until then
Do you want
To be more than friends