Bad Kisser.

Try to tell me stay in my lane
But my lane is the pain
Of the minds going insane, right
I know my brother feels the pain
Of a family divided like a picture torn from the frame, right
I know the "Driving home on a Wednesday
Clocking in the same shit the next day"
I wonder what they say
When they don't see your eyes
And they don't realize
That you're dying inside
Emo shit on the repeat
I've been running empty since sixteen
I don't make my wrists bleed
But I cry sometimes
With the tears in my eyes
Does it mean that I'm fine?
I remember seventeen
How you'd hold me in your arms when you'd lie to me
It's about that time
That I realized

You put my heart on the backburner
Told me I'm a Bad Kisser
Tryna put me in your picture
But I don't even know what the future holds
It all unfolds
I've been making this shit up as I go
Being sad is a part of my scene
I'll hang myself in the magazine
I'll slit my wrists on the movie screen
And find out what you mean to me

My whole life feels like I've been trying to
Fit into someone else's labels
I don't even know if I am who I think I am
Or if I'm just a reflection of those around me
Catch me back at eighteen
How you'd always say that you hate me
You were tryna play me
Back at nineteen
You were out of sight
I was making moves
I was tryna make it feel right
I remember twenty, twenty-one
The way you left me alone
And now it's twenty-two
And I don't even know what to do
I got you reminiscing, thinking of a different you, like
Still thinking of the words that you said, my Sweet
But it's not about that
It's how you sing them, Honey
It's about damn time
I should've realized

You put my heart on the backburner
Told me I'm a Bad Kisser
Tryna put me in your picture
But I don't even know what the future holds
It all unfolds
I've been making this shit up as I go
Being sad is a part of my scene
I'll hang myself in the magazine
I'll slit my wrists on the movie screen
And find out what you mean to me