-i am about to have a panic attack
-i dont know what to do
-i want to talk but when the time comes i wont be able to say what i want to get out
-i want to help but i have a feeling you wont let me
-i can see myself with you tomorrow in those changerooms
-i can see me crying
-i can see me not wanting to tell you whats wrong, because right now is about you
-i can see us talking
-i can see it ending badly
and that is why i dont want tomorrow to come
and that is why i hope i die in my sleep
to avoid us falling out
to avoid me saying anything i dont mean
night.
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