In a narrow hallway,
I was spray painting
I didn’t mean to inhale, but I did anyways
And I felt my head go to shit
It started frightening me
One day I won’t be able to skip stairs
Or walk without a limp
My knees will be too frail for my body

I am tired of seeing those two together
She missed my birthday because of him
But I don’t want to call her out
I don’t need her pity
I am not obsessed with myself

And now I’m at the same tempo as the Ending of Dramamine
And I never even liked that song
It dragged on too long
But I was young, I am thin, I had money, and I love you
But then came the shabbity bop bop ba shibba day oh yeah
Shabbity bop bop ba shibba day-
Fuck

I am 17
Sex is the only goal
I am 17 and I don’t know how to touch you
But that doesn’t mean
That “I fucked Tyler before we were dating”
“I fucked Tyler before he was into me”
And you say it eating chicken at a coffee table,
Buffalo sauce all over your fingers
And your lips smack together and I don’t wanna see it
But I only remember because I wrote it down
And I didn’t have another option

I miss you, don’t taunt me
I miss you, don’t taunt me

If you had to, would you tell him what you told me?
If he asked you, would you tell him what you told me?
It got worse from where it started
I can try to be a better person
I will try to be a bigger person
I cannot control what I say
I can only control how you take it
But lately, you haven’t touched anything
Lately you’ve been getting mad at little things
And you lied,
You went home and got high on halloween night
And I didn’t say shit about it
I shoulda said shit about it