Who hurt you?
I'm sorry, but I don't need to be
Who decided
That it's easier to take it out on me?

You promised
Not to draw attention to this but I feel the eyes
They're on us, they're wide open and I am not surprised
Funeral attire on date night

Everybody's h

Growin' out of growin' pains just to find new ones
Bite my nails until they bleed, chewin' on my cold thumbs
Somethin' doesn't feel right maybe that's a good thing
Makin' it uncomfortable, makin' it off puttin'
(Sink into to the shame of it)

I shouldn't speak right now, I s

Cyclical occurrences and cynical people
I can't tell which one of them is making me so evil
I hate the way my perspective has shifted
But feeling no remorse for my actions is rather peaceful

I think too much, but I don't think at all
Pick apart your behavioural flaws
I

Ocean eyes, slow-motion highs
My kitchen floor in the middle of the night
Your little grin when you think of him
That look when you know what I'm thinking

Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
Don't forget about me

The smell of the

I know I'm not the only one
But I don't think I mind it
Even if I did, I'd do everything to hide it
Every single time we bend and blur the line
Pull me in, push you away
Ask me to stay

Take off my clothes, but don't say my name
Keep your mouth closed, this is just a

You play girls like a man, but your eyes are like a child
Your face is cool and calm, but your hair is wrecked and wild
You hide behind your metaphors and pray that no one sees
The fare behind your poker face: Your dark and twisted needs
The girls all think you love them, but the

You're gone
And I pretend to care
But I'm already on to another
And he's sweet and kind and nothing like you
I'll make myself into whoever he wants
Whoever he wants me to be
He looks at me like I'm lovely and I'm petrified

I'm not lost, I'm not found, I am floating<

I used to pride myself on honesty and being a good friend
But now I hate the thought of conversation and having to pretend
That I’m interested in what advice you feel the need to offer
I don’t want to text you back, stop pretending that you’re bothered

We used to be good mates

You want an adolescent but I'm halfway to fifty
I could wear a dress so that you'd wanna to be with me
Paint me like a pageant queen in all natural shades
Then you compliment my style before you tell me to change

Try not to be difficult you know I'm right
I've had more supe

Bitten nails and skinny jeans
Tried to play it cool but just feel mean
Chewing bands and tapping feet
Your hair looks shitty when you set it neat

Steady grounded eyes of the lost
Tried to smoke all you did was cough
Chapped lips wanna kiss pretty girls
Pretend you d