Stay.
Watch me write a novel.
Change latitudes and color.
Wait.
Be patient for the seasons.
They're right outside your door.

All this for what? Questions and then answers.
Answers with no meaning.

So what do you want to know?
What do you want to know about it?

Hey.
You're pretty just like always.
For reasons I don't know.
Fine.
You're moving to the west side.
I'll see you in the lights.

And for what? Questions filled with answers.
Answers that aren't relevant.

So what do you wanna know?
What do you wanna know about me?

'Cause I'm still dreaming, I'll still screaming.
I'm still falling back in love with you.
I'm still aching, deviating,
I'm still falling on my knees for you.

What do you want to know?

Stay.
Watch me change this culture.
Into beauty through disgust.
Just read me.