Boys Travel Alone

A disconnect You know me best Of anyone in this room But I don't feel so close to You do something to me But it's just a fever dream A trick of touching Talking in my sleep I overshare You do your best to keep me there But I'm hanging on the ceiling like A bat to watch my life She wants to know How boys travel alone And their bodies don't invite some war Like hers or mine I kiss you by the fireside As Sara waits for me inside Her weep turns to a call She's watching as the love-stains fall To my collarbone Where I'm flushed and I'm stoned And ashamed of everything For the secret Sara holds inside for me I overshare You do your best to keep me there But what I means all watered-down With 'I'm Sorry' every time She wants to know How boys travel alone And their bodies don't invite some war Like hers or mine