Wasted time no one pushed you away
Rearranging white lies everyday
A borrowed line for something better to say
Bleach your shirts pretend you're doing okay
Are you just a fan of the memories?
I miss when my thoughts would fit into categories
I didn't think I'd have much more to say
A new paint will cover all your walls
But it can't fix the blemishes that will cause your house to fall
Don't be so surprised when your fringe friends won't impose
When you're at a party staring at your phone
Talking to me
Stony eyed standing outside your house
Drugged on the syllables that flow from your mouth
Granted, yeah, I've done my share of pain
I hope you know I had nothing to gain
Are you just a fan of the memories?
I miss when my thoughts would fit into categories
I didn't think I'd have much more to say
A new paint will cover all your walls
But it can't fix the blemishes that will cause your house to fall
Don't be so surprised when your fringe friends won't impose
When you're at a party staring at your phone
Talking to me