Clove

I can taste the menthol in your spit
I'd probably complain if I was really tryna quit
Tried to do the math on what it means when you commit
Cause I'm only ever underneath, you love how I submit
I don't get much more direct than this
If you wanted to know me, you should've known me when we were kids
Naming everyone I walked all over in the stupid emo songs I wrote
Why does forever feel like just a couple years ago
(Less than enough, less than enough, less than enough for ya)
(Less than enough, less than enough, less than enough for ya)
(Less than enough, less than enough, less than enough)

(Do you mind if I want it)
(Do you mind if I want it)
Do you mind if I talk in half measures to fill up the space in between
(The lie and the truth)
Is it really the sorrow and the pity
That's keeping you wrapped in the sheets
(Like every night)
Cause sundown gets your stomach in knots
Do you excuse yourself just to get what you want
Like every time you get hurt, it's someone else's fault
And I don't think you even know what it costs

So make me think I'm less-than
Just to kill some time
You can use it as a weapon
Any time you like
Kept me wrapped between your fingers
Just to keep your lie intact
You don't know the half
But you do it right back
And now I'm falling so carelessly just to please you
You turn your shoulder so callously, did you mean to
Let me in on your secret, I see the real you
Oh, was it all so one-sided, or was it me too