On The Subject Of Her New Gold Star Lyrics - Kind Of Like Spitting

We say I love you every time we hang the phone 

But it's not like you're alone 

A scene as awkward, but not really like an end 

And it's not like we're just friends 

So strange to really like him 

So nice to see the joy that it brings 

Right where you belong, not in these creepy songs with me 

And when we hold that second longer chest to chest 

I can feel your heart beating in your breast 

To see your happiness is your truest gift 

Like when you're on the phone with him and you bite your lip 

So strange to change from a martyr into a person 

Did you know you always helped keep me from slipping? 

Right where you belong, not in these creepy songs with me