i feel like an oddity something left behind and i just wanna be where you are when you sit and think at night we can laugh about how we’ll leave it all behind but i’m not willing to be what you think i am tonight i am not a commodity to be bought and sold and please just keep your hands away from me, away from my teeth cause i’ll bite them off and spit them out and i’ll walk away and i won’t look back and you’ll ask why but we’re better off this way with me speaking my mind and praying that you see my honesty would you look me in the eyes and see me for who i wanna be and not the fucking kid i am right now cause i’m trying to grow up, trying to move on with grace but i don’t know what that word means in this world anymore it’s a goddamn mystery and it’s cold outside and i wanna scream but i don’t know how and i’m scared to make too much noise so i’ll hide instead just let me know when winter ends and i’ll come out again and i’ll be a better version of the person i’m trying to be now and i want you to be there and be happy for me ~ one step at a time for me and then we’ll get on our way slowly but surely i’ll be there and you’ll meet me there i’m tired of the missed connections inside my head shaking in my boots before the curtain pulls back and you see me onstage and i’m speechless (this is my worst fear) but i’m here no turning back for me now baby

pull the sword out from the stone looking up at an empty throne i’m waiting by the door before you go who knew that waking up could feel so alone? i develop crushes on all of my friends and i get attached so easily i’d like to think i’m optimistic but maybe i’m just clingy and i feel so dumb but i think we get along and i like the taste of blood when you bite my tongue but what’s the use of fighting if i know you’ve already won? please excuse the way i stare at you decoding everything that you do reckless with my heart i’ll let you tear it all apart until you’re burned out and i need damage control i develop crushes on all of my friends and i get attached so easily i’d like to think i’m optimistic but maybe i’m just clingy and i feel so dumb but i think we get along and i like the taste of blood when you bite my tongue but what’s the use of fighting if i know you’ve already won? numb, and my eyes won’t focus right but the thought of tomorrow’s burning bright i develop crushes on all of my friends and i get attached so easily i’d like to think i’m optimistic but maybe i’m just clingy and i feel so dumb but i think we get along and i like the taste of blood when you bite my tongue but what’s the use of fighting if i know you’ve already won?