An Epilogue of Sorts Lyrics

And in real life I don't have a car crash

Or some blow out at some big social scene

All I have is me and my sweet misery

Let's see how much lower I can be

And I had a dream that you were walking

With some people I don't reach out to anymore

So I smiled and I waved and you did the same

And I woke up crying on the floor

And I feel haunted by a dream

From when I was a teen

Finding out who we were

Pretending we were mature

Balling fists in our hands

Rolling around in the sand

Feeling up in the dark

In the trunk of your car

In the back of a church

Destroying all our self-worth

To hide our true selves

Between lines of belts

And mesh and lace

All red in the face

With so much to prove

And nothing to lose

And I never thought I'd say that I miss you

Because we used to swear

That we would never part

We were sixteen and mean

And living on a dream

That you and I could share half a heart