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I've got some inside of my drawer
that should have been and delivered
One is to my ex
it says I'm the of kid who can't be lived with
One is to my friends
it says I'm a mess so y'all can't
One is to myself
but I don't know personality or hand to give it

I'm a God damn misfit...mismatched, but never missed
Mr Right-time-wrong-place a long face until our lips touch
I don't miss the mistrust, its what got our mixed up
I rip up your letters let us see if I can tear you away from his clutch

This a whole other drawer
from a different dresser I'm not to address
I went to the west to get my mind off things and I'm depressed
I up. Get let down. Down play. Play games. Put on my game face
Face my pharmecudial and feed on my medicine, but I don't like the way it tastes

I go to place without enough money to put a bed under me
So I share my sleeping space rodents, insects, and dust bunnies
I laugh at the mess created for myself until it gets unfunny
But I'm in the fact that they don't expect respect, sex, love, or trust from me

I'm hungry I can taste it
I in the basement
Check up on me now and then
Because my mood low...and I can feel myself going down again

Falling off is easy. Getting put on a bit of ass kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and type with 2 fingers
The "hunt and kill"
I edit one of a word per second

Your emails sit in my unsent box. If you're a that I miss
You'll eventually get my virtual bye kiss
The rest are addressed to my friends and the subject line is "Just check this bitch"
And the one for myself is but...its the same virus

My wrists get on your shoulder blades
when I lose my grip while I your face
Let it drip on golden laced silver slip...
spilling all the place
I'd lay my over the blood puddle when we'd go on dates
to prove I'm a gentleman, peddling my bike at a slower pace

"The sum of the parts equal the whole," she states
Before my parents get home I'll
time to find the fragments of our
and glue back this broken vase.

Falling in love is easy. Falling out of love takes a bit of
I'm good at without even owning a mattress
I asked for a kiss without deserving one.
If you never saw me cry
wait for the next time I wake up on the side of the floor

I've got some letters inside of my
that should been sent by now
Sealed in an
One is to my ex
and it that I feel our friendship's a joke
One is addressed to my
and it his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one is addressed to myself on a note
Unopened...filled with quotes

Whenever I spoke, they'd me in and bust my lip
Now I wear parenthesis on my temples, step to the and just think
Whenever I shrink...hold myself...squeezing tight
Before I out on the hardwood floor and kiss myself to sleep at night

I dreams of flight, but I'm not floating
The ground is approaching quick
So I wake up for you to catch me
That's what I every day off with

I may talk shit, but there ain't much else to do in this cell
And for me no one listens well...especially when I dis myself
I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell over
And since I'm used to the cold I'll be able to rest my head on Jesus'

are in order for why these floor boards are always freezing
I guess it'll all make sense once we get older and the Age of Reason
Until then, I'll have no reason to in. Not even on weekends
we're together, because my will power will probably weaken

Deepen my appreciation for the current
I'm sick of always feeling like something is missing.

I in one position. Crouched up an fetal like.
And the couch sucks 'cause my feet are like...given no to breathe
I embrace my knees

So its off to the floor because I sleep anywhere else
where I write these letters to all of y'all but never send 'em
It's to just keep to myself

Its better to keep to myself

Its to just keep to myself