Nice and Devoured

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me

Bluesy guitar riffs, pouring rain, a sleeping cat, other real talks, empty text files, a day of school and work. Such is the way that I say goodbye to the summer and everything that I knew back then. Towards the end of the night, I took out the garbage and wished that I was out tonight in the last of the warm sundowns. But who was there to take me out? John Mayer somehow knows how frustrated I am with the cynical making of absence and abandon. So I spent my night with him and a therapist. Do you see that you weren't in the equation? Well, so long "sweet" summer.