| Wrong about it now
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| and I’ll be wrong about it later
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| to be walking out on someone
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| who feels we just can’t be apart
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| picking at the bones of lovers ever since i left them
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| and i’m sucking at the marrow
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| like it’ll maybe win back some hearts
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| Think about how i’m so hard
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| when can i take all the things i want from you?
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| and I dream about how you’re so soft
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| laughing off the things i want to do to you
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| Excuse my personal failures when i’m all alone
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| and these urges won’t help themselves
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| do to you
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| excuse my personal failures and my faults
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| let’s not talk about my faults
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| We can speak about it now
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| or we can just fume about it later
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| bringing up the past and present
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| trying so hard to relate them and
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| i’m weaker by the moment
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| and what’s love without the power
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| seeing lack of resolution
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| waving in a stop before we start
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| Think about how i’m so hard
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| when can i take all the things i want from you?
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| and i dream about how you’re so soft
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| laughing off the things i want to do to you
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| Excuse my personal failures when i’m all alone
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| and these urges won’t help themselves
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| do to you
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| excuse my personal failures and my faults
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| let’s not talk about my faults |