So much pressure's built up in my body
It is bustin' at the seams
I am fourteen sittin' in my bedroom
In the house I love in Longview
The future is a bit foggy
I want a license juliard my first job
Lovers that last all my life long
What I know now's not what I knew back then
I used to scramble to circumvent disaster
Despite the heartbreak after it no longer
Applies
What if longview isn't bucolic?
What if I am just a hypocrite?
What if what's in my heart isn't it?
And what if longview fog is what I miss?
This old town is trite we all got problems
And it was literally nineteen ninety
I mean who knew what was even
Coming in the aughts?
I'd have liked to let the heartbreak sit a minute
Doing nothing is sometimes kinetic
What would have happened had I taken it?
What if longview isn't bucolic?
What if I am just a hypocrite?
What if what's in my heart isn't it?
And what if longview fog is what
I miss?
What if my eyes can barely see?
What if everything's passing over me?
And here I am in a lovely place
Desperate to turn my face to the fog