I want to get my roll of film developed so bad!
Don’t know if I could ever handle you,
Think id have to close my eyes.
But I never say what is on my mind
Just a dream catcher hanging by a string.
Did you have to share a bed right next to him,
So I could look at all the pictures on his wall?
Knowing there’s no point, no point to it all .
I’m just a thread hanging on your sweater sleeve.