From the street I see Your window and I look up in Is that even your house? Is that Sappho you're reading? Is it cool when I don't care? Can you feel me in the air? Under the crack in the door Can you tell I have no floor? And I'm shivering just thinking Where have you been all these minutes? I am too stressed out to Do the thing the train won't do But why should I fight back? I'm just not like that And I'm sorry if I have been a real bad friend Your face too close to mine to hear you talk So I look up into your window From the street where I am standing (So I look up into your window) Is that even your house (From the street where I'm standing) Is that your landing (Is that even your house) And I wanna know what (Is that your landing) You're reading Is it cool when I don't care? Can you feel me in the air? Under the crack in the door Can you tell I have no floor? I'm not grounded, nothing Nothing nothing
