Better Friends

Tired of giving up
Swallowed my sadness
Won’t let you have it

Felt it all bubble up
Puked in the kitchen
Wrapped in a blanket

Face in the pavement, you’re growing stagnant
I watched your roots get trapped in the concrete

I won’t forget that you’ve got your habits
Bottled up, under the car seat

So keep your mouth closed if you want to see me again
I watched it implode, hope you’ll learn to be better friends

You can play your tug of war
But I’m not picking sides anymore