Write me off as innocent, elegant or arrogant
I can't choose
Excuses pull like gravity
All your teenage poetry
I see right through
When your headboard looks like a headstone
And these nights start to leave you on your own
Don't blame me
Label me as self indulged
Your "wake up mad at yourself" is nothing new
I've spent years the fence
And potent potential gets washed out
So put another nail in your coffin
And stare out your window till noon
I can't relate to anyone anymore, at all
When your headboard looks like a headstone
And these nights start to leave you on your own