The Dean and Cindy of Crossland High School

It's not about this new friction It's not about what we've begun It's about the bricks in your wall And my eyes counting every single one It's not about your magnet eyes It's not about your flaming teeth It's about how you made my blood glow Illuminating what's beneath Nothing will ever be the same again Just know if we let go, I hope that we can still be friends Cus right now I'm all alone just sitting on your fence And I'm starting to think that what we had was all just projections Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair