i'm letting my hair grow long down past my eyes and my ears every body part you recognize, every limb you've held onto for years this is just a simple action with a gravity you can't deny it's in the way i'm going out with friends it's in the way the sun sets in your eyes
i'm not responsible for making you feel anything so if i'm not at home, well i'll be around, just don't go looking for me
you caught me in a nervous breakdown you caught me with some scissors in my hands i'm breaking all my promises i'm losing everything i am truth is that i'm not going anywhere, some days it kills me just to speak replay your every movement, i'll watch you like a cutout movie scene don't tell me that you're doing better, just let me miss you from afar and I will learn to adapt to the distance, I will drive with no one in my car
if it gets to be too heavy i will scream until i spit out both my lungs i will stare into the deep, dark nothing until i vaguely see the sun
i'm not responsible for making you feel anything we're fucked and alone i'm not happy or sad, i'm just not anything