Already On My Way

Cut me off from the inside, yes it hurts to be alone sometimes
Strings attached to a landslide, nowhere fast into this slow demise

And if I carry the weight of your fall, I might slip under your parasol
Don’t want your shelter, cause I’m already on my way

I was never one for your small talk, wish we’d feed ourselves from this orange tree
Hash the 411 on Miller or Shakespeare instead of screening our own tragedy
And I don’t know if I can heal from the past
3 years later, just to sport a new cast
You begged to stay when I was already on my way

It’s too late, you had your chance
When our bodies were fluorescent and mourning birds would hold their breath
I wasted in the corner, draining blood on every call
Days turned to months, into years, into nothing at all
No, nothing at all