I'm not used to doing this.
Can you walk me through it?
It almost hurts to push it out.
And perseverance is not a hobby of mine,
but its fine. I'm trying. I'm buying
time from a vending machine.
And I'm starting to see the difference.
You knew I'd be scared if you ran away,
But you didn't care, you went anyway.
Now you're just a name scribbled on a bathroom stall
I hope you keep on running till you hit a wall.
Consider this a loan, 'cause I'm expecting some payback
Consider this alone because it won't ever happen.
'Cause I fill in the sidelines, and I feel it inside me.
I'm feeling faded, but I can't say I hate it.
Shin splints and side stitches can't compare to this.
I know you've been through hell, but you know you're so full of
Shin splints and side stitches can't compare to this.
I know you've been through hell, but you know you're full of yourself.
I'll sing it back to you again,
'cause you're so conceited,
you didn't hear a damn word I said.
And I shouldn't even have to repeat myself
You're cutting off all circulation,
but my determination's
more than you give me credit for.
So much inside that I lied about everything.
Maybe I tried, but I'm fine without anything.
Keep it all to yourself, 'cause its bad for your health
I know you'll choke and die and go straight down to hell.
I'm so sick of being down.
But you know you're full of yourself.