Trash fires

I have a feeling
That my best friend is ghosting me
But I don’t really mind
And I’m too angry
At my family for all the
Slamming kitchen drawers

And I am tired Of being abused
And taking all your blame
I really don’t wanna win or lose
Cuz either way it’s just the same

And when I’m older
I’ll be fucking homeless cuz of you
Cuz when you left me
You took all of what I thought I knew

I just can’t stand being around you
And acting so alive
The album art that’s on my wall
Is startin’ to Look like it’s a lie

I wanna bash my brains in
With a heavy object
Can you be that object?
You are not an object, oh
This morning I
This morning you walked in
And I was half asleep
And I think I confessed something
I didn’t want to confess
And now I’m half asleep and
Hoping that I dreamt it

(Beautiful birds can only go so far
And when they leave the nest they know this
They don’t go that far
Because of that
Reason
But sometimes whenever they do go too far
They get into situations they can’t get out of
And when their bird moms text them at 3 am
“Where are you where are you?
You should have been home at 12”
And then they don’t answer
It’s because of these situations)

(Help me out of this trash fire)

And I am tired Of being abused
And taking all your blame
I really don’t wanna win or lose
Cuz either way it’s just the same
I just can’t stand being around you
And acting so alive
The album art that’s on my wall
Is startin’ to Look like it’s a lie