You're It, I Quit
Dock the ship
I'll abandon what I have and replace this sense of pride with blissful ignorance
Tell me, do you think that I'm not fit to see what's going on?
Could you really up and leave this?
Would you really up and leave me?
Pile on the things you never once said to me and I'll suffocate right next to you in the seat of your car
From the depths I never saw this approaching: the talk of leaving like it'd be nothing to you
And it seems the cyclic absence is the focal point for you
To justify divorce from us in sacred house and home
A piece of me, you'd leave without warning and lay waste to everything
Don't think of what we've accomplished
Oh
I kept it to myself, guarded my intent, and thought that I could trust you but I guess
I've exposed my insides just for you to gut me and leave me sprawled open
Let my heart fall out
Is this what you wanted?
The dirt is frozen, but I labor
I buried my intentions, but I'm breaking through the ground
Because I realized my desperation comes from never reaching out
The slow drip from my mouth just isn't good enough to grow something from soil and seeds
It blooms every December, dies, and then recedes into the hole it came from with no momentum
I guess hopes planted in dirt and doubt never blossom
I'll abandon what I have and replace this sense of pride with blissful ignorance
Tell me, do you think that I'm not fit to see what's going on?
Could you really up and leave this?
Would you really up and leave me?
Pile on the things you never once said to me and I'll suffocate right next to you in the seat of your car
From the depths I never saw this approaching: the talk of leaving like it'd be nothing to you
And it seems the cyclic absence is the focal point for you
To justify divorce from us in sacred house and home
A piece of me, you'd leave without warning and lay waste to everything
Don't think of what we've accomplished
Oh
I kept it to myself, guarded my intent, and thought that I could trust you but I guess
I've exposed my insides just for you to gut me and leave me sprawled open
Let my heart fall out
Is this what you wanted?
The dirt is frozen, but I labor
I buried my intentions, but I'm breaking through the ground
Because I realized my desperation comes from never reaching out
The slow drip from my mouth just isn't good enough to grow something from soil and seeds
It blooms every December, dies, and then recedes into the hole it came from with no momentum
I guess hopes planted in dirt and doubt never blossom
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Writer(s): Think Easy
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