I wanna go home, but home walked away on 2 legs and blue Nikes.
I wanna go sleep, but now that I'm alone I don't know how
I wanna be warm, but warmth flew away, leaving me frozen
I wanna be safe, but the only one who gave me that, came right back at me making me feel hurt all over again.

I wanna go home I say, while laying in my bed. When even home doesn't feel like home anymore, where do I go to sleep? Where do I go to feel warm and safe?

Honestly, I am so sick of asking.
So tired of beginning.

Just for once, it'd be nice if things came to me instead of me having to run after them.

These people whom I only talk to if I try real hard.
Those friends that only want me if I do things for them.
Those grades that drop no matter my effort.

Well that's okay! Don't bother anwsering me.

I'm just one of them all right?

Just don't you dare come to me, all seriously and full of 'regret', and then the hour after do the same things all over again.

You've lost me, and you better like the feeling of living without me. Otherwise you'd be forced to actually care.

How awful would that be right?

I have been patient with you. I have been kind and forgiving with you. But do you care? No! All you do is whine about having nobody that cares.

And I will guarantee you if you keep going down this road, you will soon turn around and find nobody behind.
Especially not me. Because **** boy, you are good at pulling people in, and pushing them away as soon as they care.

But don't bother pushing me away, I'll save you the effort and leave all by myself.

Oh darling, why do you spend so much time making sure they'll know how "different" you are?

Do you think that makes them love you? Really baby we both know better than that.

Cuz all those time you feel left out, made fun of or just a stanger in your own life...
You blame them for the statement you've created yourself.

Nobody could have ever forced you to be like this, this is on you ***.

What the hell am I doing?

I run after you, but as soon as I catch up I'm not even sure I want you next to me.
I text you, but as soon as you respond I don't actually want to talk to you.

Maybe it's the rush of chasing, and maybe the feeling just settles down as soon as the hunt is over.

But ****,

what the hell am I doing?

***** glasses but a steady mind.
 No, really baby I don't mind.
We can take it slow, I can play it kind.
 I'm not what you crave for, but I sure am all you'll find.

Gentle kisses where you ache, I'll love you where you're bruised. Please don't worry about me, this aint the first time I've been used.

Look at me through your ***** glasses, so when you take em off I'm way up high. Let me hold you as the moment passes, Let me whisper this isn't good bye.

I'll be loving you, and you'll be loving her. But when it's feeling that we're counting, you'll see it as unfair, oh baby I'm sure.