It's Thursday when I write this song
It's Friday when you pick up
On Saturday, I'm at my parents' so you're out of luck
On Sunday, you've got church
And I think of sleeping in
And Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and we circle 'round the bend
You want to fuck like rabbits
But I don't know if I'm into you
And I still don't know if that is in the cards
You want to fuck like rabbits
But I'm seven states away
I've never met you, and now I think I never will
We never talk anymore, oh no
I'm afraid of what we've become
I make mistakes like it's my full time job
So maybe this whole thing was just a mistake
You want to fuck like rabbits
But I don't know if I'm into you
And I still don't know if that is in the cards
You want to fuck like rabbits
But I'm seven states away
I've never met you, and now I think I never will
You think you can have it, just cause you want it
I think you've a lot to learn
You pull out all the stops, hop like a rabbit hops
But the dance don't mean you deserve it
credits
from With Distance,
released November 18, 2017
April - vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, bass synth programming, drums
intro sample composed by Justin Luchter for Lego Backlot