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Apartment (Modern Baseball)

The first time I saw you was in your apartment I followed my friends single file through the darkness I looked your direction for excessive inspection And I could not muster the courage to say a single word to you For a while we were playing this game that your friends bought But everyone cheated and no one could spell You didn't say much of anything I must have come off annoying cause you went to bed I'll walk home with my eyes low Dreaming of conversations we'll have tomorrow Loose ends, my new friends All the classes in high school we fell asleep in And now I can hardly close my eyes The next time I saw you was in your apartment Oh why do I keep ending up here on starlit evenings? I should be home sleeping But this time you sat next to me on the couch (nice) I stare out the window, hands glued tight and sore Praying to god-knows-what that you would sever what stuck With something shiny from the kitchen drawer I'll walk home with my eyes low Dreaming of conversations we'll have tomorrow Loose ends, my new friends All the classes in high school we fell asleep in And now I can hardly close my eyes I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hangout tonight? We could make dinner or something