Crutch

I almost wish that you hated me
'Cause every time we speak
I feel more sorry for you
I made a mistake
But that doesn't mean you can exaggerate what we've been through

I know I fucked up
But the past doesn't give you a pass
To sit around
And hope things come to you
And I know it's hard to move on, but
Loving a broken crutch won't help it lift you up

I don't think that you know who you are
Or what kind of person you wish you could be
You're just floating, and coasting
And hoping that no one sees

(Floating, coasting, never coping, hoping no one sees)

The past doesn't give you a pass
To sit around
And hope things come to you
And I know it's hard to move on, but
Loving a broken crutch won't help it lift you up



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Stout
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