Dear Sam,

We want to be alone together A kind of nocturnal Basically We converse while the world is asleep We want to be alone together But we're tethered to the machine Ours words get twisted through the screen Let's just sleep Suffocate under the sheets I said something I didn't mean Just cause I knew that it'd hurt And weigh on you like a pile of dirt I don't want to be mad at you I'm just mad at everything I'm sorry that it backfired on me Though that's not really being sorry A misunderstanding over text was just the trigger I needed Doesn't take much to set off someone under-slept and overheated It isn't fair to take out my uncalled for angst on you However, if you can forgive I'm still interested in being alone together Let's just sleep Suffocate under the sheets I said something I didn't mean Just cause I knew that it'd hurt And weigh on you like a pile of dirt I don't want to be mad at you I'm just mad at everything I'm sorry that it backfired on me Though, that's not really being sorry I should just say I'm sorry I'm sorry