Tell myself on the ride home
Getting tired, hating all I've known
Holding on like it's all I have
Count me out when it's clear that I find it hard to say
And you find it hard to care
I wanted to see something that's different
Something you said would change in me
Wanted to be anything different
Everything you would change in me
Got this way, upfront but never true
God I'm wrong, it's just the way I am
Crashing down, any chance you hear
Caving in, any chance that you could see inside of me
And I don't know what to say, it's f
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