I tripped again, mismatched against the stars aligned for another girl and you, jumped in the middle again, in line against every other reality you know that I've never known.  Walking down the streets of open endless oblivion, I could be happy, my arm could be tangled in yours, stumbling toward some new beauty, some new means to an end.  But my fucking switch is broken and I can't figure North from South, pretty pretend puzzles confusing me again and again, you're all I can reason with, we're all I understand.  How can I be so inept when it comes to love yet so in tune when concerning you?  Holy shit I'm really losing it, aren't I?  I'm really dancing alone for a matter of hours in public, am I not?  Sleeping in a stranger's bed pretending it's not strange, waking up in a strange town pretending it's not all brand new.  I can't look at you, I can't stop loving you, I can't stop thinking that everything I feel was meant to be felt.  Let me be, let me love you, I promise you won't regret it, I won't turn my back.