I'm not sure of Anyone, Anyone But I've got plans I'm not asking For everything But sure I could Use a hand

Get a little anxious Sometimes you'll be gone And I'll be left behind Get a little nervous Sometimes it'll be my cue And I'll forget my lines Get a little lost look And some staring from The corner of my eye Never really mastered Disinterest

I can't see how The way that you leave me alone Makes us close I must be out of touch I won't ask you To give up on the things That seem to keep you gone But I can be gone too

Feel a little sorry Sometimes you're not here When I am writing Feels a little awkward Sometimes you won't talk But we're not fighting You hold onto your secrets And I'm not privy To what is on your mind I can't help but feel tired So tired So tired So tired So tired