The Fall

I know it’s hard for you to try and guess everything I’m thinking Is that what you’re thinking? Can I make it youthfully tragic, enigmatic? While I’m clinging onto the thought that it can’t beat me But it nearly beat me And my chest grows tight, when I know that I I think I’ve felt this fall before It’s sticking harder than I’d thought I’ll call my friends, and let them down And change my name, and leave my town Then go get help, but lie about it all Til you see the signs of the fall I guess I’m still that kid with all her fears I thought coming of age would come with a bit more patience I didn’t know if I’d make it Do I rеly on the medication? Internеt sensations? Dopamine-dependent temporary vacations from everything that I’m faking And my chest grows tight, when I know that I I think I’ve felt this fall before It’s sticking harder than I’d thought I’ll call my friends, and let them down And change my name, and leave my town Then go get help, but lie about it all Til you see the signs of the fall Has my ego become too bruised finding something to live and die for? Know that I’ve still got more to prove, but there’s too much to care and fight for And my chest grows tight, when I know that I I think I’ve felt this fall before It’s sticking harder than I’d thought I’ll call my friends and let them down And change my name, and leave my town Then go get help, but lie about the reasons why I don’t come out I’m scared to love and I’m scared to lose And I’m scared of ageing for both me and you And I’m all choked up, have I said too much? Did I roam too far? Will you pick me up?