Shit talker

Coming back down after staring at the ground. You look so much different right now. I find it hard to trust you, not because I don't want to, just because you swore you'd never lie

Just like I never told a lie when I didn't know your name. I was too much of an asshole then but in your eyes I didn't exist

Talking shit about you while always thinking about you, I guess I haven't changed much at all. I find it hard to move on because everyone relies on rumors left for dead last Fall

So who's talking shit about you now?
Like I did back in high school
When I didn't know your name
I was barely even there
But in your eyes I didn't exist

It's so hard to watch you smile like it's so hard to be okay for a while
(Will today feel the same with no one to blame for my inability to move on? I get so tired of your name)
(The weight I've gained is yet to be lost. My veins are heavy from carrying you around)