you
you talk to me every day
you know my moods like the back of your hand
you
you yell at me every day
you know yourself that you hate me
you
you tell me to turn the light off
you tell me to put the book down
i
i tell you no
i know you don't hate me
i know that you really don't
i
i know that one day
we'll get along like the sun and the moon
but for now
leave the lights on
and leave me alone
