Build A Bridge (And Then How About You Get The Fuck Over It) - Bored Nothing

I can tell you what i need

And it’s not you

It’s no big deal

The piles of shit you drag me through

Coz all is fair except my happiness you see

And no, the world does not revolve around me

I can see the things i want

Just pass me by

The caring in the ones i love

Decays and dies

And yes, it’s bleak that i see everything this way

And i default to this morose, but it’s ok

I awoke last night

With things inside my head

Pictures of my younger self

Upon your bed

Taking time to move my hands around your hips

And i still taste the time i wasted on my lips

How 'bout build a bridge and then get over it?