musings from a couch potato

NoOne

If I had to do it over

If I had to do it again

I would’ve known to

This would’ve never begun

If I made you claustrophobic

Imagine if I gave you an inch

You’ll never notice

But there’s no one quite like you

I try to forget ya

You’re in all I wanna do

I could do better

But there’s no one quite like

No one quite like you

p.s. which is why nonchalance is my self-preservation method of choice…