I’m tired of being left on delivered
With no one to give me shivers

I’m tired of being left on read
And always being alone in bed

You’re like alcohol and adder-all
You make me happy then leave me drained
I feel euphoric and then insane

I wait all night for a text back
Just for you to say what I lack

This rollercoaster of emotion hits too close to home
Let’s my feelings stop and reel, get up and roam

You left me crying in the hotel bathroom
You left me spying in the restaurant too

You saw me for who I am
Then went up and ran
While I’m working on my tan
Trying not be who I am

Gotta stop begging you to stay
And turning up the Lana del rey
Cause I’m no one’s Brooklyn baby
I’m feeling just a bit crazy

I got lost talking to strangers on the internet
Who probably could have cared less
I just needed a place to not be myself
Cause I’d be better if I was someone else

It’s so hard trying to find good friends
And faking joy and happiness

I don’t wanna reinvent the wheel
To protect you from how you feel
Let me listen in on your stupid spiels

I’m nothing like the girls you like
I’m not exactly you’re perfect type
So why should I even attempt and try

To capture your attention
Steal you for a moment
From all your popular friends
Just let me ruin the moment

Every time he gets closer
I take a step back
I tell myself don’t ever
become too attracted

Fear of commitment makes me wanna run
Whenever I hear the word love or trust
Cause those words are hard to come by
And they like to fly away like butterflies

They’re futile lies gone too soon
That slip away from grasping hands
And they flutter up some other room
They didn’t remain, do you understand?
They united some other bride and groom

Futile lies and butterflies

Being ignored by someone you adored is a lot like hell

Being implored by someone you abhorred sounds swell

half-hearted fluctuations
my worries deserve a standing ovation
the feelings never really go away do they?
even though I see you physically
I know you’ll never ever love me
toughest of luck knowing these things
if only the rejection didn’t have to sting
why do I wonder if you like me
if not a flirtatious moment was ever shared
confirmation is scented, it all makes sense
you never once nor will even care