| Fell through the seams, it seems |
| That as of late I’ve just been aiming for an in between |
| Can’t catch a break because I’m burning my own effigy |
| Upset my spine so now my feet just fight my crooked lean |
| I’ve spent so much time trying to find ways to reason with myself |
| Instead of doing what I want, I hide away inside my guilt |
| I never changed when I lied and said I’m better |
| Edged to the center of my chest to feel the weather |
| Walked out the door that night the one thing I remembered |
| Is that at Nina’s place I crumbled under pressure |
| And so I crashed my car into my pretty little mashed up world |
| When will I ever learn that I come first? |
| Inside my head I know I’m nothing more |
| I’m nothing more than just an anxious body |
| That’s all I’ll ever be so don’t feel sorry |
| I’m stuck inside this fucking anxious body |
| Telling me when I should be stressed out |
| I set myself apart again and in the end it was all for nothing |
| I lived outside my head again, For one more night |
| I didn’t have a reasoning to leave you like I did |
| (When I’m the one that’s wrong) |
| And I just can’t admit |
| (That I’m the one at fault) |
| I try to flip the switch |
| But I just default to the things that I haven’t done wrong |