You’ve been lost

In New Smyrna

Cause it’s easy when we were nursing a fever

One more stop

In Manhattan

As I paint on the ceiling

Distance and healing, you know

Brush me off

Fuck me up

You took time

To find your purpose

Cause its easy to blame me

And not believe me

I break stare

Feel so worthless

And it scares me to know that

You’re cool with all that

Brush me off

Fuck me up

Brush me off

Fuck me up

All this time

I’ve been working on the things you said

Were so important

And now I don’t care

If I deserve this at all

All this time

You’ve been hurting

But you never said

That things weren’t working

Until I can’t be

What you wanted at all

Fuck me up

Brush me off

Fuck me up

Leave me alone