Sour

[Verse 1] I don't seem to matter in many different ways People have an issue, I wish they'd say It's not like they're mean but they don't seem that keen To have me around, say my name out loud, or be seen [Verse 2] Fighting the urge to say some words That aren't very nice and contain much hurt Assumption and proof are two different things My mind has insecurities that hurt and sting, they sting [Chorus] People get unhappy when they meet Something they're used to, I feel the unease You're tearing me down, over tedious frowns And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me [Verse 3] I love so hard with all my bones And I stay loyal until I am thrown That’s my mistake, I guess you could say But apathy, it just isn’t me yeah, I believe [Chorus] People get unhappy when they meet Something they're used to, I feel the unease You're tearing me down, over tedious frowns And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me [Instrumental Break] [Outro] I'm something you're not used to, I feel your unease You're tearing me down, tearing me down, tearing me down And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me