I can't wait

This cultured, hate

Substantiates my truth

Passing freight

Dreamt too late

Nothing I want to do

Cause I spent my winter wondering

If anything I ever did was wrong

You passed out after work again

Some text that I had meant to send

It's left my mind

Like: "Whats up” or “How's your break been"

I'm just not up for answering

Well not this time

Cause I spent my winter wondering

If everything I ever did was wrong

Or maybe you're just nervous too

Is that why we haven't spoke in so long?

Probably a fallacy

Maybe it's just not for me