Let's begin, I'll try to tell you what I'm thinking
Please humor me, I'll try to tell you what I need
After writing it all out, I know it mustn't seem like much of anything at all
Like listening to stories that don't go anywhere, and I'm the one who's unprepared
I know you're not used to this kind of talk from me
But at twenty four years old it's probably time for me to think
You know what the worst part is, when I see you sad for something you don't understand
But I won't consciously tell you I plan to do something I know I can't do
I know I can't do now