Soul Jazz

breathing out is hard to do
when you got nothing to prove
and nothing to lose, oh god

feel my arm around your neck
do you miss being cute?
lets just be friends, oh god

i don't remember a single time
where you didn't look at me
with those eyes, that's fine
(i guess that's fine)

Yellow birds, hangman words
late night walks, trips to different parks
yeah that's fine