I don't really care
You've done so much to upset me
It doesn't bother me anymore
I may get mad
But it's all a front
It's the genuine promises you break
That put me in a stump
It's not just a metaphor baby
You may find it true
Look at me
I'm stumped on you
I'm sitting by the stump of a tree
Waiting to climb
But the encouragement you give
Makes it hard to find
The branch that I need
Isn't strong enough
I try to trust
But look what happens
I end up on the ground
Right where I started
It's these promises you make
That are the promises you break
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
I don't really care
You've done so much to upset me
It doesn't bother me anymore
I may get mad
But it's all a front
It's the genuine promises you break
That put me in a stump
It's not just a metaphor baby
You may find it true
Look at me
I'm stumped on you
I'm sitting by the stump of a tree
Waiting to climb
But the encouragement you give
Makes it hard to find
The branch that I need
Isn't strong enough
I try to trust
But look what happens
I end up on the ground
Right where I started
It's these promises you make
That are the promises you break
I guess I'll just stop climbing.
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