And every sentence that

I spoke began and ended in ellipses

Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote

Clung on tightly like parenthesis

And for each correctly used apostrophe

I could feel my heart sink

Inside my chest in front of me

So maybe the lining of a winter's coat

Mightn't be the best place to hide a summer secret

You said every photo that you took that festival

Got lost in your camera in an insurance scam

And though underexposed I could see from the quality

His K Records tshirt you're holding his hand

And I know he took you to the beach

I can tell from how you bite on your cheek

Every time the sand falls from your insoles

And when our eyes meet

All I can read is you're the bside

I said it's not what you like it's

What you're like as a person

Well I need new hobbies that's one thing for certain

It's not what you like

It's what you're like as a person

Well I need new hobbies that's one thing for certain