summer camp girlfriend - birdwatching Pt. 2 Lyrics

Now there's nothing soft about what I do behind closed doors anymore
As stupid as it sounds, you were the last one
And I'm not mad, I just think it could have gone a different path
If I'd been better at
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
And there's nothing good to write about that, but I need it out anyhow
It's a pathetic song, and a sad one
Bellies up, wings stretched out
They're lying there, lifeless, across my path
And I'm the only one
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
Birdwatching
It doesn't get easier the more I think about it
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