My knees cracked as I bent down
To write a letter on my phone.
5% left, ten minutes or so
I dont mind if I miss the ride home.
Ive got all the time to walk to know
We never spoke about it
Maybe you just had a bad day.
Wrote you something (as honest as I try)
But never once, with 5% left,
An urgency, a flush
But man, maybe she aint got any for you, (my friends said)
But I guess shes interested (my other friends said)
Nah – I wont count on it, (i told them all)
But here I am.
A ride away from home,
All but a mind of questions, and