weeknight, you leave me on the fence. no harm done if you tell me no offense. weekday, it always is the same. who am i to anticipate change? meet for coffee, meet for caramels. i'm not a person, don't wish me well. i miss your call, its cuz my phone is old. the floor is warm, my feet are cold. when you insist on speaking on my behalf, what am i supposed to say? how was your day? why are we here? oh my god, you're funny. you ask what do i wanna be when i grow up well i have time to decide but i know that i don't wanna be hanging out with guys who make me wanna throw up. doesn't matter if you didn't mean it, no one gets a gold star for giving a shit.