13 - Clementine

here, we’ll sit in the grass

over my head, the leaves dance

«are you sure?»

no, yeah I like this spot a lot

over my head, the leaves laugh

«it's just dirt»

I woke up feeling anxious

it’s no reflection of you

I’m just confused, unsure, and nervous

I feel entirely removed

But I told them to leave

and they all listened, and went away from me

I like to watch myself burn

it’s so much easier than letting myself learn

Cus I got hurt, so I’ll burn you back

That’s how I work,

I swear I never asked to be this way

Here, I’ll watch the cars pass

while you claim my face

I heard, it’s all about perspective

the timing, the place

a bruise on my neck now doesn’t really mean a thing

I mean, my dad’s just so tired and removed these days

I guess i’t’s funny really,

I shouldn’t be sad about anything

I guess it’s funny really,

I wished for this when I was thirteen

wish I was thirteen