To Ask
When I was 15
My father started acting like he didn't recognize me anymore
They said it was the teen years
The attitude and bullshit
But when I looked in the mirror
I didn't know who it was standing there
His hopeful daughter
I abandoned her that summer
When I went back to find her she was dead
And now he's got me instead
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I could never get away from
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks
And you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid to ask
8 years later
My best friend started acting like I never really knew him to begin with
I told him he was selfish but
I didn't know the half of it
Because a dining room chair
That once was mine has been his
He's been the mentee of the people who failed me
I lost of piece of my mind
But all he did was dine
With the enemy
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I could never get away from
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks
And you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid to ask
Now I only trust one man
But if he knew this it'd kill him
So I listen to him talk
And we drive
Everywhere but there
He says "I know those roads well enough and they might be too rough"
And I've never felt safer
And I hope I seem familiar
Once was an open book
But it had pages missing
Lost out in the woods where you first kissed me
I don't know why I sing to you when you don't even listen
And there's something so sick
About the way you would sit so close
No
No it wasn't just you
I was told that's the teens and 20's
So I swallow every name and pretend
That it didn't hurt and
Tell myself I'm over it
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I will never outrun
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks and you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid
To ask
My father started acting like he didn't recognize me anymore
They said it was the teen years
The attitude and bullshit
But when I looked in the mirror
I didn't know who it was standing there
His hopeful daughter
I abandoned her that summer
When I went back to find her she was dead
And now he's got me instead
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I could never get away from
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks
And you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid to ask
8 years later
My best friend started acting like I never really knew him to begin with
I told him he was selfish but
I didn't know the half of it
Because a dining room chair
That once was mine has been his
He's been the mentee of the people who failed me
I lost of piece of my mind
But all he did was dine
With the enemy
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I could never get away from
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks
And you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid to ask
Now I only trust one man
But if he knew this it'd kill him
So I listen to him talk
And we drive
Everywhere but there
He says "I know those roads well enough and they might be too rough"
And I've never felt safer
And I hope I seem familiar
Once was an open book
But it had pages missing
Lost out in the woods where you first kissed me
I don't know why I sing to you when you don't even listen
And there's something so sick
About the way you would sit so close
No
No it wasn't just you
I was told that's the teens and 20's
So I swallow every name and pretend
That it didn't hurt and
Tell myself I'm over it
I thought I was over it
I thought we were done
You're an oncoming train that I will never outrun
My hands and feet are bound
To the railroad tracks and you know too much about that
I keep trying to fight with the ghosts from my past
How long will this last
Shit I'm afraid
To ask
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Writer(s): Jenna Szczepanski
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