Of all the words I've said to you I think I only meant the ones I left unsaid
Been calling first then texting you it's prolly best that you keep me left on read
As conversations get complicated nothing I could ever say will do
Might try to face it intoxicated but I'm too scared I'll really tell the truth
Calling my phone
I won't pick it up
Cuz then you'd pick up on my tone
Pick up on me dropping the ball for way too long
Pick up on reasons why I prefer being alone
Picking up pieces tryna find out where they belong
Been needing help but I can't express what's going on let along going wrong
I'm not used to talking bout my feelings
I'm so used to playing hero I don't wanna be the victim now
Thoughts on the top of my tongue
That I can't seem to form
Caught by the fear of regret
Or even worse the fear of being ignored
Bare with me if I don't feel like speaking
It get hard for me to take off my defense
Even harder to acknowledge my weakness
That's why I make it hard to see it
Of all the words I've said to you I think I only meant the ones I left unsaid
Been calling first then texting you it's prolly best that you keep me left on read
As conversations get complicated nothing I could ever say will do
Might try to face it intoxicated but I'm too scared I'll really tell the truth