I feel it less and less often
Can't you see I'm exhausted?
I miss the shapes that break the wakes and take my breath away
It's getting harder to read you
Promise I didn't mean to push you to the edge
That fever fed the part of me that pushes you away
I'm trying
I'm trying harder than I ever have
To patch the backstabs made by my own hand
On my own back
And I saw you shot down second-hand
By the targets that I laid by my own hand
On my own back
The short circuit in my head that keeps the dishes dirty
And texts left on read
They say to keep some for yourself, so I kept it all
And even if I did decide to take the leap in shackles, chains and all
There'd be no one here to see me fall
I'm trying harder than I ever have
To patch the backstabs made by my own hand
On my own back
And I saw you shot down second-hand
By the targets that I laid by my own hand
On my own back
I'm trying harder than I ever have
To patch the backstabs made by my own hand
On my own back
And I saw you shot down second-hand
By the targets that I laid by my own hand
On my own back
The short circuit in my head that keeps the dishes dirty
And texts left on read
They say to keep some for yourself, so I kept it all
(Kept it all, kept it all, kept it all, kept it all)
Kept it all
(Kept it all, kept it all, kept it all, kept it all)
Say to keep some for yourself so I kept it all
(Kept it all)
Say to keep some for yourself so I kept it all