This Was All A Bad Idea

You may be sad
That's not that bad

You may be sad
You made me nervous
For maybe more than just one day
That's not that bad.

So sick and tired of waiting
Until the trademarks in your cheeks
Start inviting me to play between the holds of where you sleep

Tell us how we get along
Give it a go

You may be wrong (you may be wrong)
I wouldn't know
That it was all a bad idea
That's how that goes.

So sick and tired of waiting
Until the trademarks in your cheeks
Stop ignoring me and make this game of hide and seek complete.

Tell us how we get along
Give it a go.

Pick me up, bring me inside
So maybe next time I won't fall down the steps
If you're not there.

You may be sad
That's not that bad.