Lyrics From the Window - fossil youth

From the Window

dust me off
I’m undiscovered a thorn in your side
dust me off
I’m undiscovered still under your arm
your arm
I’m tired of pulling teeth
tired of me
I’m tired of falling for
every word you speak
I’m a migraine
I’m the pulsing in your veins
you’re the cold shock
I felt in my fingertips
I’m the smoke in your lungs
like situational therapy
you’ll need me
everything looks better
from the window
everything looks better
from the window
there’s confidence and consequence
and you’ve lost track
of what that means
which is which and the lines in between
I’m tired of pulling teeth
I’m tired of me
I’m tired of pulling teeth
I’m tired of me
I’m tired of me