Neverminded (Acoustic)

Overhearing conversations with your friends
at the tail-end of another sad summer
Are you reminiscing? Or trying to forget?
Everything you've done before this?

I used to never mind it, now it kinda scares me
the thunder, cause I feel like it's striking
on a lonely island I got used to surviving
Maybe I should've never perfected
swimming out to sea and taking all my heavy guilt with me
But don't you find it funny how
I only see you when I sleep?

I guess I give up when the going gets tough
cause I never found much to believe in
I blame it on my head, then I blame it on my friends
Then I wonder why it feels like I'm always drowning

One-sided conversations, listening raptly
terrified and obsessed with every interpretation
It kinda feels like holding a secret, when I paint every wall blue
then the storm blows in, and the color even matches
Does it ever feel like you're repeating the past?
I readily admit that I never got past it
but couldn't start to tell you when it got this bad

I guess I give up when the going gets tough
cause I never found much to believe in
I blame it on my head, then I blame it on my friends
Then I wonder why it feels like I'm always drowning
I burn every bridge before I get there
Try to make amends and watch it all cave in
I never learned when to call it quits
or cut my losses when it still made sense

And there's so much I wanna say to you still
like: "I just wanna know all your inside jokes
but you don't even have to go so far as to let me in
I can fill in all the blanks on my own
in the same way I start every story from the end;
'cause I find it too daunting still
to live in the moment, I never could hold it;
Was a good thing ever mine, if I never broke it?"
And

Guess I give up when the going gets tough
cause I never found much to believe in
I blame it on my head, then I blame it on my friends
Then I wonder why it feels like I'm always drowning
I burn every bridge before I get there
Try to make amends and watch it all cave in
I never learned when to call it quits
or cut my losses when it still made sense

And there's so much I'll always wish that I could have said
But it's just another life where I'm always too late