Late Bloomer

Wake up later as the week draws on
To crush your spirit & your bond
As every smile pulls you deeper

Taking orders while you do your work
Fuck feelings, make it so it hurts
It's cliche, make it feel cheaper

'Cause what you want doesn't really matter
But you can't stop, wishin' that you had her

It's not good to feel this way
To not move on when she's had her say
It's not her job to be polite
When you're a kid who's not alright

The touch I seem to crave is just my
Distractions that I caved to, made by
A brain that claims that I can't live without it
For her sake I should be over this
But look how much I fuckin’ wrote for this
How much longer before I figure this out!?

Take your time
Workin' through your heartbreak is a lonely climb
Too fast & you could fall & lose your mind
You'll feel better if you take your time

Tell yourself to go for someone else
To try the girl that also counts
As someone that you said you might like instead

Oh, fuck it, be honest with yourself
She deserves to be with someone else
Don’t waste her time or younger years

On something that will only end in tears