I've been unhappy for so long
It felt like everything was wrong
About
Me and all I stood around for
The self-imposed metaphor
That felt like I was running in an anxious dream
The ground wishing it could touch my feet again
I've never felt under control
Of the happy thoughts I used to know
I'm never thrown a wrench or bone
When I thought I had everything
It still didn't feel right
But it couldn't have gotten worse
You blame yourself
For the things I should say, "sorry"
I know we're in business
My business is you
Are you sure you want to waste your
Chapstick on me?
I know it's expensive
I know that you like me
I know that we're meant to be
But uhhh...