Lately I’m not feeling encouraged,
Hit the pavement, jumping off of the curb,
Going in circles, 33 1/3,
I gotta touch some money, I’m such a perv,
Got me thinking bout what it means to “deserve”
Took my safety from me now I’m always alert
The shit that I would give to feel a little secure
In my skin, I’d bring u flowers if the roles were reversed —listen to u, make sure u feel heard
And If they tried to judge you then I’d blackmail the juror court adjourned,
Give u the real baby, shaken not stirred,
But u wouldn’t do the same, who gave u the nerve
Cool guy overrated, girl, go get you a nerd,
Life of every party, nah, I like em reserved,
A seat just for me, not for her + for her
He says all the right things but I’m not reassured

Am I overthinking?
Have I told you that I’m feeling unsure?
Do u have a handle on it like a Louis V purse?
If I had a dozen bruises on body it would probably help you Understand the power of words,
Am I emotional or are you detached?
How will you be taught if I keep cutting slack?
I had a good day, somehow you feel attacked
Would we have a nice dinner if I.... relaxed
Is that just energy I’m tryna conserve?
Touch on my body, boy come love on these curves,
You say you’re sorry, spread me out like a germ,
Each time I’m optimistic that u finally learned
I see the mirror and my secrets emerge,
If u get a new girl, i gotta warn her like Kurt
Sometimes I wonder if it hurt,
When you rose from hell and bumped your head on the dirt