it s trivia the tangles in my hair winter hat on my bedroom floor next to your underwear and pretty soon i ll have nothing left to cut loose being clumsy s an explanation not an excuse lately i think about insecurity how i m not real sure i even know what it means pushing through each boring blurry day this behavior is a method not a phase you spell it out how i mistreated you and i m silent you know i treat myself badly too so i write jordan letters to say i m trying to learn and say i m sorry for how i acted that one summer i know i ve fucked up i ve put people through hell well i guess i just don t know myself that well he forgives forgets and he thinks that i m uptight and i m learning about loneliness each night