Tickets - Bares

My books are overdue

My tickets have expired

And I haven’t been inspired

But some how I have you

Some how I have you

And there are doors I still have open

And things I haven’t said

And the parts I brought are broken

And others I regret

But you insist on knowing deeply

And digging deeper still

And I resit because you’re heart must be unreal

But you choose your time to be with me

And you wait on mine so patiently

You choose your time to be with me

And you have the heart I want in me

My books are getting torn

My fingers feeling worn down

I’m lingering in small towns

But some how you want me

Some how you want me

And there are doors I still have open

And things I haven’t said

And the parts I brought are broken

And others I regret

But you insist on knowing deeply

And digging deeper still

And I resit because you’re heart must be unreal