bryan’s song

Verse 1

woodshop fluorescent lights humming in the pale green air

sawdust settling down softly like gold in your hair

you're carving out nothing, sitting all alone in the back

wearing your faded hoodie, everything you own is black

your hair falls straight-ish and wavy down past your brow

and nobody's noticed you, but i'm noticing you now

Chorus

oh, bryan, you're looking sad in a tenth grade haze

you got zero friends and you walk in a permanent daze

i told you to your face that i think you're pretty cute

and you just looked down, your pretty mouth staying mute

yeah, we're burning up slow in the sawdust and glue

god, there's nothing quite as tragic or as sweet as you

Verse 2

remember that one day we sat out at lunch in the shade?

two quiet ghosts in the mess we didn't even make

we didn't say a word, just breathed in the cold afternoon

while my hazel eyes watched you under a heavy blue moon

my black curly hair blowing wild in the wind

that was the exact second that all of this began

Bridge

tenth grade is a theater, everybody's so loud

playing their parts for the rest of the hollowed-out crowd

i'm usually quiet, but for you i could talk all night

sitting by the power saws under the flickering light

it's giving tumblr circa 2012, crying on the floor

video games playing softly through a bedroom door

Chorus

oh, bryan, you're looking sad in a tenth grade haze

you got zero friends and you walk in a permanent daze

i told you to your face that i think you're pretty cute

and you just looked down, your pretty mouth staying mute

yeah, we're burning up slow in the sawdust and glue

god, there's nothing quite as tragic or as sweet as you

Outro

yeah, bryan...

keep sanding your little piece of wood

like you knew all along that you understood

i'll see you tomorrow at the back table

if we're still able

mhmm