(Intro: Kirk)
Always hated school and all those single column lines.
Now I chill with girls that do those single column lines.
I’m never alone but I stay single all the time.
Killing everything I swear this shit is Columbine.
She keeps saying “thank God”; I tell her you’re welcome.
I can’t leave the country, but she just flew in from Belgium.
Ain’t even gonna hold ya, somebody should have told ya.
I feel reanimated, baby this is not a persona.
It’s like…

(Hook: Kirk)
Every time I close my eyes; I go so far away.
Why is everything I feel for you... so fucking hard to say?
Love, read be—tween the— lines.
You say you love me between the lines.
We both know better but still believe the lie.
The lie.

(Verse One: Kirk)
Not sure if it’s poetic or pathetic.
God don’t like ugly— guess that’s why everything’s aesthetic.
Swear I would write you letters if I knew how to address shit.
I’m losing hours... If I could have a superpower it’d be how to forget shit.
I guess it’s… Fast Life till’ I see an exit.
I could patent my problems; they’re of my own invention.
Man I gave her the business and doubled my investment
Told her “I’ll murder the pussy, and then call in forensics.”
I’m just overcompensating for the lack of conversation.
It’s not like we’re proper dating, I really hate complications.
I really hate endings… All of this acting— this pretending.
I say she’s just part-time, so she says I’m only temping.
That’s ok, you have a point…We’re fencing.
We’re venting. Words spoken. We’re broken. We’re mending.
Guessing I’m not processing all the signals you’ve been sending.
Obsessing over these lines I’m incapable of connecting.
Woah...

(Hook: Kirk)
Every time I close my eyes; I go so far away.
Why is everything I feel for you... so fucking hard to say?
Love, read be—tween the— lines.
You say you love me between the lines.
We both know better but still believe the lie.
The lie.

(Verse Two: Kirk)
Even though I’m lying next to you, I just can’t connect to you.
“Kirk, why do you care? Why do you let this shit get to you?”
Whatever I meant to you is lost-- I must sound a mess to you.
I’m gonna need that heart back that I lent to you.
Confide in bitches that I pay to care.
I left more wreckage in my wake than Malaysian Air.
Ironically say “let me drown,” while I pray for air.
And reach out as far as I can just in case you’re there.
Yeah, just in case you’re there.
... But you never are.
And it's never safe, my demons are never far.
Saw it all fall apart... Right before my eyes.
She said “in my heart, you’ll be immortalized.”
Even when it all turns to dust and all that’s left is us.
All of my ghosts and I on a Septa Bus.
Now there’s nothing left here that is connecting us.
Besides these Nazca Lines… These Nazca Lines.

(Hook: Kirk)
Every time I close my eyes; I go so far away.
Why is everything I feel for you... so fucking hard to say?
Love, read be—tween the— lines.
You say you love me between the lines.
We both know better but still believe the lie.
The lie.