Powder in your hair Staples in your jeans fireworks in the water You were holy a styrofoam cup held between your teeth you're telling me how you're going to outlive your body What you said, I wrote it down, It won't say, it won't speak the same Maybe I know better than to read more than what's written After everything after everything. Left in the sun shivering. After everything. Gathering your storm I talk to fill the space Do you know where so and so was when they were our age? then every night you seem to talk me out of everything Careful what you say next don't waste a single drop What you said I wrote it down, It won't say, it won't speak the same