you’re freeform jazz, got set loose on a monday

you know it couldn’t last, still you asked if I’d stay

it’s always such fun when they’re leaving the next day

we’ve got chekov’s gun and act three is moments away

the century room will spin, when the woodwinds sing

the ragtime swing is the best, you’re my everything

when the driver’s here, will you come?

will you walk me home, will you come?

so I’m not alone, will you come?  

one good college try, you’re not cut out for marriage

please don’t be like that, boys can be such a headache

traded drama for law, now you’re acting your age

I don’t know you like that, put us back on the same page

university weighing down, you were on your knees

some gravity pulled us in, you’re my everything

when the driver’s here, will you come?

will you walk me home, will you come?

so I’m not alone, will you come? 

don’t touch my things who the fuck do you think you are?

you just met me, but I knew it from the start

it’s not normal, these are not things people do am I normal, if I say I love you? 

parting of the ways, I’m so glad that I met you

I know you won’t stay, but would you if I asked you?