Worst Case Scenario

It's like a claw machine. no chance of winning

But the process of losing's an exciting one

It's like a romance novel, no plot or anything just avoiding saying things

That we already know

She's out the closet now, sorry I told you when I was drunk

I meant to tell you sober but the moment just never felt right

No I do not mind what state you were in at the time

I'm just glad that I know now thank you for telling me

Yeah I care about your future cuz in every Scenario in my mind

Our paths will cross more often then every so often, so your future directly involves mine

I got back to the car it was so hot I could barely breath

I had to roll some windows down to try and move some air

There were beads of sweat, speckling my upper lip

My rental car was all black with all black leather seating

I'll be leaving soon, won't be back for a couple months

But history shows we're the type of friends who can pick up where we left off

Making eye contact, making double entendres

So we can talk about secrets in front of everyone

What if this heat wave kills us? would that really be the end of the world?

What if everything that gave me faith was set on fire

And thus erased that's kinda shit that keeps me up at night

And its reality for some people in my life

So what's the worst case scenario? Does it really sound all that terrible?

What if every time I opened my mouth something mundane

And cliché comes out would you still be here clapping at my shows?

What if they call us hipsters? what if they make fun of our cloths and hair cuts?

What if they say "oh my god. their atheistic is so extra"

Do you really think that'd bother you too much?

So let's be hipster scum. we can home make organic kimchi and

When I go grocery shopping I can pick us up kombucha

And we can drink it from mason jars exclusively

And do you believe in miracles? Because I'm honestly quite skeptical

Sometimes people associate what is just two random acts of fate

It make them happy but I'm too cynical

I should be more open

When life throws me a bone