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?