You weren’t always the wrong person

We’re children in the upbringing
Following friends and fighting
Secrets that bring up dying, do we hide it?
We’re so small, and in the way

I say it’s only a sadness we feel
But I’m not a liar, and we’re still children
So spread a rumor so tender even you can’t touch it

God knows I’d want to be out with you
He said we’re his favorite two

Tomorrow was the only day we knew
No clue how I got this lucky
Only a few get to choose
Did I cheat my way through?

What is true when it comes to you
Is there anything I wouldn’t do?

Different lines for a different face
A canvas you can’t erase
I see through you
Or is it paint seeping through?

God knows I’d want to be out with you
Challenge me and ill prove
The point in the best way
Although you’ll remember it as yesterday

Tell me terrible truths and watch me crumble at your feet
Does it get you off knowing what your words mean?
Miss me more when I leave you be
Tell me things I'm used to hearing
Embody me, bury me.
Bury the better with the shovel inside of me.

You know I'll stay here, I know you'll follow me.