[Verse 1]

Spit the seeds out, I know you hate it

Ivy leaves on all of our conversations

I debated, I think you want her more

Satiated with the image of a whore

I’ve been reading our discussions

I was bleeding, got a concussion

[Pre-Chorus 1]

And I think it makes me smarter

And I think that makes me weak

And I prayed that you would text me in the days I was asleep

[Chorus 1]

But it’s mean to wait for me

I’m not a pastor

I’m not a Christian at all at this rate

And I think that you might see

I only fast for the manifestation of my mental state

I want something to be proud of, I want it all

I need something to show off to feel enough to not feel so small

I see every glance and whisper

It’s palpable

I think you think that you might miss her

But it’s still a hypothetical

[Verse 2]

Every sentence expects inspection

The mess of reasons for the look in your direction

It’s pretentious

I swear I’m losing sleep

Intersecting the place we used to meet

Sort of absent, still invasive

It’s still unclear to fear the look that’s on your faces

[Pre-Chorus 2]

And I think it makes me angry

And I think that’s what I need

Excuses for my rage with a reason to bleed

[Chorus 2]

But it’s mean to try and see the cause for silence

The acts of violence used to get you on your knees

That I take too personally

It’s just defiance

I try to swear you’re still in love with me

I want someone to be gentle

I wanted you

I thought I was going mental

I pretended it was something new

[Bridge]

I long for anything I get

It’s something to do

I was narcissistic and simplistic and I swear it was nothing related to you

[Chorus 3]

I want something to be proud of, I want it all

I need something to show off to feel enough to not be so small

I see every glance and whisper

It’s palpable

I think you think that you might miss her

But it’s still a hypothetical