Sourface

I'm a sourface
I don't mess with anybody bad
I just cut my heart out on this rusty metal edge
I just poured my guts out and I bled out on your bed
I'm just always scared I'll find out something bad again
I can barely help myself and never get my fill
I've been doing too much and I know I need to chill
I just hope you understand it's 'cause of how I feel
Can you give my heart back, maybe we can make a deal
I was driving to your house and I ran out of gas
I just left my car right there and walked the whole way back
You like how the headlights light the tombstones as you pass
Laying in the cemetеry role-playing with the grass
You leanеd over and kissed me and my heart turned into glass
Now it's bumping, shaking, makes me so scared it'll crack
Why I built these walls that you somehow just went right past
You got there so quickly
Yeah, you're always driving fast

All those times
All the childhood friends
I couldn't understand what the change all meant
All the times a counselor or adult stepped in
I just couldn't understand what the look all meant, yeah
But I was asking too much
Not asking for much
I was asking if I could blend in
But now I'm all dead
And I understand
Those looks man, it was out of my hands