Passive Agressive
Passive-aggressive ain't it
Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it
Makes me wanna push your buttons baby
'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation
I guess it wasn't really what you thought
It's the part where you tell me I never cared at all
Oh God, your shattered expectations echo on through my halls
I only let you down because you thought, yeah you thought but carry on
That's why I'm pushing every button on this ship
Maybe there's a place where we can get
Where the feelings find the words for coexistence
Work my life away so we can bridge this
Empty void in space for my existence
So intoxicated need a lift
But go ahead and tell me I ain't shit
Wish you never met me to begin with
Maybe it's a symptom of a sickness
Deep beneath the surface that we live with
Everybody, now sing it with me
I'ma piece of shit but I'ma fix it
Praying that the money makes a difference
Sharing all my thoughts but facing judgement
Rather let it out than be resistant
Wish I had a fuck to give a fuck with
(And that's the fact) for this passive-aggressive shit got me fucked up
Passive-aggressive ain't it
Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it
Makes me wanna push your buttons baby
'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation
I guess it wasn't really what you thought
And you expect me to believe it's all my fault
Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it
Makes me wanna push your buttons baby
'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation
I guess it wasn't really what you thought
It's the part where you tell me I never cared at all
Oh God, your shattered expectations echo on through my halls
I only let you down because you thought, yeah you thought but carry on
That's why I'm pushing every button on this ship
Maybe there's a place where we can get
Where the feelings find the words for coexistence
Work my life away so we can bridge this
Empty void in space for my existence
So intoxicated need a lift
But go ahead and tell me I ain't shit
Wish you never met me to begin with
Maybe it's a symptom of a sickness
Deep beneath the surface that we live with
Everybody, now sing it with me
I'ma piece of shit but I'ma fix it
Praying that the money makes a difference
Sharing all my thoughts but facing judgement
Rather let it out than be resistant
Wish I had a fuck to give a fuck with
(And that's the fact) for this passive-aggressive shit got me fucked up
Passive-aggressive ain't it
Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it
Makes me wanna push your buttons baby
'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation
I guess it wasn't really what you thought
And you expect me to believe it's all my fault
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Anthony Morales, Kurt Stewart Dimmick, Gabriel Nathan Leeman, Samuel Joseph Gudeman Mccarthy
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