The lips I've been watching are yoursnYou and your mom are talking about lord knowsnDim lights in the kitchen, the TV's so lownThe lips I've been watching are moving slowlynnFor the first time, I'm glad you're not including menI couldn't speak if you did, I'm staring at your lipsnnThe bugs at my back porch light, like confetti on my headnThis makes me shake, should have stayed at your placenBut I have to work, and you've got to study, this boy is not spent, forever unluckynMinutes away, but miles apartnnFor the first time, I'm glad you're not including menI couldn't speak if you did, I'm staring at your lipsnI hope your mom isn't looking at me, and thinking What the fuck's he staring at?nOf course, it's just these late night talks with you, late night drives alonennAnd I find it amusing, frustrating and confusingnI left the way that I didnDefeated and dismissednnI should have stayed with younMinutes away but miles apart