So Real.

The lights are on, but I don’t feel like it 
I’m still scared in the dark to admit 
All the feelings that I felt for you
Honest, I was just waiting for our breakthrough 

The lights left on by the kitchen stairs 
Can’t help but stay up wondering if you’ve got new friends 
Never feels like we’re finished talking 
Is this the sign I keep on ignoring? 

And if all of this counts for nothing 
Why do I care so much? 
And if all of it was pretending
Why did it feel so real? 

If my worlds breaking at my fingertips 
Are you just making it crumble more?
I’m so sick of sticking to the script 
Can we go of course? 

Counting the people I hate on more than two hands 
Didn’t think I’d need to add your name on to the plan
Spent too long trynna unscramble your words 
You left me on that chapter, that feeling lingers 

And if all of this counts for nothing 
Why do I care so much? 
And if all of it was pretending
Why did it feel so real? 

If my worlds breaking at my fingertips 
Are you just making it crumble more?
I’m so sick of sticking to the script 
Can we go of course?

Your lying 
I’m waiting, pacing
It felt so 

Slow down 
Isolating 
It felt so 

Hoping, wishing, waiting 
It felt so real 

And if all of it counts for nothing 
Why did I care so much? 
If all you did was fake it
Why did it feel so real? 

Now my worlds breaking at my fingers tips 
Your making it crumble more 
I’m used to sticking to the script 
But we went of course.

georgia bradley