It's Late and the Radio's Saying More Than We Are

I must have left dignity in your arms
Must have lost self control in the inches that no longer separate us
All because its too easy
And I just don't want to care
And your fingers are whispering curiosities that I don't mind silently answering
I forgot how to open my eyes
I'm too busy wandering in the dark
Imagining the situation to mean so many other things
Than what it actually does

I
am not her
We
are not alone

In seconds you'll remember
In moments you'll be gone

Like it doesn't matter
Like it never happened
I misplaced my ability to forget
It must have gotten lost somewhere in-between your hand on my neck
And your head in my lap
And my wishful thinking making me higher than air
Punctured and crash-landing in the same place I started
This time alone
And I can't stop reliving the fact that maybe I hadn't forgotten any of those things at all
Maybe I never had them to begin with