Calling you up, Tuesday afternoon I don’t even know if this is weird or smooth You say “Show me something I can hang my life on” I stutter, laugh, lose my thread but keep holding on We’re both just making it up as we go Everyone drifts, don’t drift too far though Are you home? Or are you staring right through the ceiling? Did you hear me say anything at all, or just air between feelings? Don’t ghost out, don’t blur I don’t care if we sound unsure Curiosity’s a nerve, it stings till it's real Stay around, that's how I feel Show up or don’t, that’s what you do I know you, you push then hide, pull through Just holding it off, nobody says goodbye Still, I’m right here: touch base, just try Shower’s leaking again, time bites back with a grin When was the last time you said what you meant? Strange little town, always circles, no start or end You flinch, looking at yourself uncool in a shop reflection And I trip over my tongue, say the dumbest shit, But damn it’s honest, and yeah, that’s it You keep looking for signs like it has to mean more It’s just me checking in, cracking jokes on your floor You can call at three a.m., say a word or just breathe, I’ll pick up even pissed off, shoulder my sleeve It’s not about answers if you’re not sure of the question It’s the stupid small things, awkward affection Show up or don’t, don’t clean it, don't lie Ask me a dumb thing, shout why, swear or cry If you stop being curious, that’s when it dies So let’s double down and just try Enough with the distance, the sign-offs, the cues Say whatever you mean, break news, refuse I’ll keep calling, you never have to reply Just keep showing up, that’s the punchline
