Andrew Smith - To My Therapist

Window shops and New York walks alone at night with you
Thinking of things I never quite thought through
Mental blocks and doctor talks says you got shit to deal with
Because of you I think that I can do it
Subway cars and shitty bars are silent after two
Buried underneath a text from you
I don’t own a ton of black just rocking jeans and a Red Sox hat
But I’m James Dean whenever I’m with you
Even if we don’t know where we’re goin
Anywhere with you the streets are glowin’ glowin’ glowin
And if were to all come falling down it’s cool
When they ask me why I’m such a mess
I laugh and add you to the list
I bring to my therapist
Back to work off 48th
feeling like a basket case
‘Cause we spent the whole night chasing stars
Lookin’ back on rooftop chats has turned this heart around
Tossin’ turnin’ smilin’ upside down
Even if we don’t know where we’re goin’
Anywhere with you the streets are glowin’ glowin’ glowin
And if it were to all come falling down it’s cool
When they ask me why I’m such a mess
I laugh and add you to the list
I bring to my therapist
Bullet points and flowin’ charts
Doctor fix this broken heart
Solvin’ my whole life in 45
Sit up straight and listen now
Leaving it all on this couch
No time for the bullshit comin’ out my mouth
I can see that all the doors are openin’
But I’ll probably be the one to close ‘em close’ em close ‘em
And if it were to all come falling down it’s cool
When they ask me why I’m such a mess
I laugh and add you to the list
I bring to my therapist

Written by:
ANDREW THOMAS SMITH, JACKSON HOFFMAN

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