Swim down
Tell me it’s my fault
Or maybe you heard too much
Speak in shade
I'm losing the framing
Waiting for six long years
I’ve been trying
To come to terms with it
Wasting my time
For miles and miles on end
Two weeks notice
From all of my demons
I'm not nearly as complete
As you made me out to be
Swim down
Tell me it’s my fault
Or maybe you heard too much
Speak in shade
I'm losing the framing
Waiting for six long years
Letting go
I’m working late to
Avoid all my actions
Soften up
I act like I’m drowning
Time didn’t heal my wounds
Then I woke up to
A new excuse from you
If I'm not moving backwards
I’m second guessing the things I do
Two weeks notice
From all the reasons
I’m not nearly as complete
As I made me out to be
I hope you’re safe
And shedding the the things you hate
From all the cliché
They keep you up anyway
I just might be late
You don’t have to wait
