I.O.U.
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
She was so sweet
But too good for me
Probably
I cannot relate
I can't relate
To moral concreteness
Blue in the face
But the warmth didn't seep in
They'll take your place until I see you next weekend
I'll see you next weekend
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
(My old ways)
Neither one is right for me
(My old ways)
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
(My old ways)
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
My old ways
My old ways
I'll disappear
And reemerge a different person
Never said I'd stick around
Or I'd include you in the process
I'm moving on to higher ground all by myself
You think I'm stubborn
But I finally fucking asked for help
Just not from you and I don't really need the guilt
Your sweet suggestions lost their charm
As they all centered on yourself
You get down when I don't bend to your will
They make nice dolls for that
You could get a great deal
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
She was so sweet
But too good for me
Probably
I cannot relate
I can't relate
To moral concreteness
Blue in the face
But the warmth didn't seep in
They'll take your place until I see you next weekend
I'll see you next weekend
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
(My old ways)
Neither one is right for me
(My old ways)
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
(My old ways)
Neither one is right for me
And I owe some apologies
For my closed off ways
My old ways
My old ways
I'll disappear
And reemerge a different person
Never said I'd stick around
Or I'd include you in the process
I'm moving on to higher ground all by myself
You think I'm stubborn
But I finally fucking asked for help
Just not from you and I don't really need the guilt
Your sweet suggestions lost their charm
As they all centered on yourself
You get down when I don't bend to your will
They make nice dolls for that
You could get a great deal
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Writer(s): Taylor Langley
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