Good sorrow

I wish you touched my brain
Just like you touch my forehead
I know it seems insane
To keep you here in my bed

I tried to shrug it off
I tried to sleep it off
I tried to drink it off
I tried to

Sometimes you make me laugh
Sometimes i think i just might love you
But my head moves way too fast
Im just in love with the potential of you

Ill try to let you in so you can bruise my massive ego
Ill pretend i wont let you go, you can learn to give good sorrow

I know im quick to judge
Im in love with my interpretations
But sometimes i just wont budge
It all depends upon the situation

I wish youd set the bar
Instead of trying so hard
But i take it way too far
I almost played the race card

Ill try