strung up on the words just said
not wanting to be in your arms, not wanting you to touch my head
you shut down as I spoke, the frustration awoke
assuming irresponsibility, was all that I wanted to be
the images in your mind were screaming at me, unconscious me unconscious me
unreceptive to anything being stated, I just get frustrated that we ever dated
holding me to an old perception of who I was, assuming that I would be in that buzz
they started playing and we couldn't speak, you drew near and I drew angry and weak
in our frustration we couldn't help but marvel and speak, at the voices that we were there to seek
they ended, and you said, "im done being unfair," you let down, you let down, cause you simply care
my intentions aren't to hurt, but you know I'm just some dirt
baby don't abandon me when im weak on my knees and you're wanting to flee
promise you'll take care in the good and the bad, that's what you had, that's what you had