I Hate Cursive and I Hate All of You

I've been trying to mend all of the seams To everything that you've torn I'll be right here picking up pieces Of what we had before You know better than I do You can't take back what's done I've been so caught up trying to save this I've lost what I've become I tore out the roots and carved out your name From your pedestal I'll look head down to keep myself grounded Threw out your compass The one you engraved I'll trace back lines to find wherе I started What can I say? What can I say? I can't change a thing when I know you'rе not listening What can I say? What can I say? I can't change a thing when I know you're not listening What can I say? What can I say? I've grown so much in seven years So why can't I expect the same from you? I still think of you But with context, I've let go In a little while You'll be somebody's falling I still think of you But with context, I've let go In a little while You'll be on your own I tore out the roots and carved out your name From your pedestal I'll look head down to keep myself grounded Threw out your compass Threw out your compass The one you engraved I'll trace back lines to find where I started What can I say? What can I say? I can't change a thing when I know you're not listening What can I say? What can I say? I've grown so much in seven years So why can't I expect the same from you?