sometimes i think i should give up on my friendsnall they do is weigh me downnand it’s my walls that i treasure, it’s my walls i will keepnthey keep the wind from being so mean to mensometimes i think i should give up on my songsnthey keep me believing that i’m something that i’m notnbut it’s the figurative heart, and selected parts of my brainnthat keep me believing this until i rotnnthat it’s them it’s not menthey have no backbonenbut it’s a problem, it's my problemnand i’ll deal with it alonenand i’m a sucker for the sorest eyesncause they keep me fromnand i hate surprisenni like to keep the air thick, cause i’m a selfish little girlnit keeps me from going out and doing more in the worldnlike forgiving or forgetting or returning those callsnexcepting formal connections, or giving in at allni like to make it difficult, it’s the only thing that saves me in the long runnand if i never speak to you again, if i stop looking at your facenit’s because i loved younnand it’s you, yeah it’s younand you hurt menbut it’s ok, it’s your lifenyou’re gonna live it as you pleasenand it’s a truth of the w*orldnbut i get lonelynand when i do i take it very personallyni should stop expecting gift cards to be ponysnleaving trails of bread crumbs to lead people to care about menand it’s me it’s no themni think i’m differentnbut the storys are all the same it’s just the lyricsnnwell i learn to love you and then i learn to let you gonfunny that you never learn to come backnyou get sad and you cry, say you’re always gonna be alonenyou sound so stupidnnand i’ve got blood and you’ve got blood and it’s as thick as they saynbut you don’t, so why should i be the one to staynand there’s an ethic in telling somebody that you hate themnand there’s a reason that ingrind my teeth, hold my grudges, never let you see me crynnand it’s you, and after years you learned to hurt menyou took my offerings, gave me dirt and said they didn’t mean a thingnand i’ll take it as my cue to turn my back, learn to hate you and hopefullyntry to finally put this to sleep