Back Around

You give love and I pull back Feels like I'm under attack It's just too much, so I detach And you'll be gone when I come back around There's a whole lot of sadness in my smile Dragging around my attachment style Friends give me advice, add it to the pile Of things that I'll do when I'm done being wild My trauma makes me act like my mama Now I'm creating more drama I spin the whole thing round and round, and round and round, and (round!) You give love and I pull back Feels like I'm under attack It's just too much, so I detach And you'll be gone when I come back around You try, but I don't care Brush you off, and that's not fair Then I move back to my hometown And you'll be gone when I come back around Back around And you'll be gone when I come back around Circling around my trigger points And acting as if I have a choice Maybe I never should have left Detroit I could call you now, but what's the point? It's tragic how I'm so stuck in my habits I walk around in this package Like it's okay, but it's not, it's not, it's definitely not, ow! You give love and I pull back Feels like I'm under attack It's just too much, so I detach And you'll be gone when I come back around You try, but I don't care Brush you off, and that's not fair Then I move back to my hometown And you'll be gone when I come back around Back around And you'll be gone when I come back around