I'm the eggshells
Under your feet
I'm trying not to break
As you're trying to leave
Like the concrete
Weighing down as you sink
I'm the hand over your mouth
When you're trying to breathe
I punch holes in our already sinking ship
And justify it saying
By now you're used to it
And when you're trying so hard
To save the plans that we made
I'm busy trying not to
Push you away
And you
Say that you're happy
But you're better off
What kind of man would I be
If I let you stay?
You say that you're happy
But you're better off
You jump in head first
When I'm at my worst
I give you nothing to work with
But you make it work
No thanks to me,
I f*ck up everything
I only fail
So you'll feel sorry for me
How can I ever be enough for you
When all we ever are
Is what I'm going through?
Aren't you tired
Of fitting the shape of my mood?
Don't be afraid to leave
I don't blame you