When will I get to leave this place
I'm feeling low I'm feeling wasted
"Slow down," you say, "it's not a race"
Yes, my dear just to be complacent
But I am sick of talking sh**
And frankly cannot stand flirtation
Tired eyes and pallid cheeks
I can't keep up a conversation
But, oh...
I have been sitting here for hours
Not here sadly he has been devoured
"Come now," you say, "don't be a coward"
Please, my love, stop being so loud
I am not the one you want
Same features but distinctly different
This body's mine but over time
It grew so damn weary of listening
And, oh...
It's agony, these vanities
Are really wearing down my patience
Can't you please just let me be?
Alone is where I feel the safest
And, oh...