I'm roped in You know I tried to hold my breath, but I couldn’t And everyday I'm with adults who don’t make sense I almost hurt myself to feel something instead
But I’ll drink to this It’s only Tuesday but the week feels long, I guess And I got colder, darker, smaller, since you left But you should take that as a twisted compliment
Just give me something I can up and run with ‘Cause I don’t wanna walk away with nothing And, lately, all they make me feel is I'm out of my mind Out of my mind Just give me something
Can we fit? Into the shape that I remember we once did? The night I opened up and scared you off a bit But you came back and now we’re leaving this again
