aliciabing;

I don’t know why I’m regressing to middle school-aged Alicia this week, but this song’s been stuck in my head.

I can’t imagine
all the people that you know
and the places that you go
when the lights are turned down low.

And I don’t understand
all the things you’ve seen,
but I’m slipping in between
you & your big dreams…

It’s always you in my big dreams.

And you tell me
that it’s over-
I wake up lying in a patch
of four leaf clover.

And you’re restless,
and I’m naked.
You’ve gotta get out,
you can’t stand to see
me shaking, no.

Would you let me go?
I didn’t think so.

And you don’t wanna be
here in the future,
so you say the present’s
just a pleasant
interruption to the past.

And you don’t wanna
look much closer,
‘cause you’re afraid
to find out all this hope
you had sent into the sky,
by now, had crashed.

And it did.
Because of me.

And then you
bring me home,
afraid to find out
that you’re alone.
And I’m sleeping
in your living room,
but we don’t have
much room to live.

I had these dreams,
in them I’d learn
to play guitar,
maybe cross the country,
become a rockstar…
And there was hope in me
that I could take you there,
but damn it,
you’re so young-
well, I don’t think I care.

And if I hurt you,
then I’m sorry.
Please don’t think
that this was easy.

And then you’d
bring me home,
‘cause we both know
what it’s like to be alone.
And I’m dreaming
in your living room,
but we don’t have
much room to live.

Konstantine is walking
down the stairs-
doesn’t she look good
standing in her underwear?

And I was thinking,
yeah I was thinking-
we’ve been drinking
and it doesn’t get me
anywhere.

My Konstantine came
walking down the stairs,
and all that I could do
was touch her long blonde hair.

And I’ve been thinking-
it hurts me thinking
that these nights when
we were drinking,
no they never got us
anywhere. No.

This is because
I can spell confusion
with a ‘k,’ and I can like it.
It’s to dying in
another’s arms, and
why I had to try it.
It’s to Jimmy Eat World
and those nights in my car
when the first star you see
may not be a star.

I’m not your star.

Isn’t that what you said?
What you thought this song meant?

And if this is what it takes
just to lie with my mistakes
and live with what I did to you,
all the hell I put you through…
I always catch the clock-
it’s 11:11, and
now you wanna talk.
It’s not hard to dream
you’ll always be My Konstantine.

Konstantine,
they’ll never hurt you
like I do.
No, they’ll never
hurt you like I do.

No, no,
no, no, no,
no, no, no.

This is to a girl
who got into my head with
all the pretty things she did-
hey, you know,
you keep me up in bed.

This is to a girl
who got into my head
with all these
fucked up things I did.
hey, maybe, baby,
you could keep me up in bed.

My Konstantine,
you spin around me
like a dream we
played out on this
movie screen.

And I said,
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?
did you know I missed you?

I miss you.

And then you
bring me home,
and we go to sleep,
but this time not alone,
no, no.
And you’ll kiss me
in your living room,
and I know, I know
you miss me
in your living room,
because these nights
I think
maybe
that I miss you
in my living room.
We don’t have
much room-
I said, does anybody
need that room?

Because we all need
a little more room to live.

My Konstantine.