Be good

It's unclear now what we intend.
We're alone in our own world.
You don't wanna be my boyfriend
And I don't wanna be your girl.
And that, that's a relief.
We'll drink up our grief
And pine for summer
And we'll buy beer to shotgun
And we'll lay in the lawn
And we'll be good.

Now I'm laughing at my boredom,
At my string of failed attempts,
Because you think that it's important
And I welcome the sentiment.
And we talk on the phone at night
Until it's daylight
And I feel clever
And I hear the slow in your speech.
Yeah, you're half asleep.
Say goodnight.

Now I've got friendships to mend.
I'm selfishly dispossessed.
You don't wanna be my boyfriend
And that's probably for the best
Because that, that gets messy
And you will hurt me
Or I'll disappear.
So we will drink beer all day
And our guards will give way
And we'll be good.