Stagecoach Stokes - How to Be Us

Tell me pretty stories, I want to remember
What it feels like to be a subject and not of a caricature
You hiked your way across two states to grab my ass in a beach arcade
I made you wait and I scorned your name but you came mine close and you never strayed

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
If you're hurting, don't stop calling
It'll all make sense in the morning
Baby darling, in the morning it will be alright

Drive on out to see me, stay a week
There's conjured people I'd like you to meet
Hold my shadow close and feel my heat
Until the party spills to the streets

We said we'd wed in fall in Nim
But it was an act, it was make-believe
Our fantasies were suburb dreams, why can't we get enough of normalcy?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
For my absence and the lying
There's an ounce of moonlight for the buying
Find the knots we'll die tying

It used to be so easy
Lower stakes, more mistakes
But I need a partner now
I need to know how to love without knowing how or when or where
I need to learn how to be me and how to be you too
How to be us

I wish I was laying with you in that pillow fort
We built on your bedroom floor
Under the glow of plastic stars

Written by:
Jakob Stokes

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