Shut Up - Gnarwolves

I, I wanna make you cry

In the worst way

It’d just fade away

From the story that you told

You’re both incredibly spiteful

And far too delicate to hold

And yet you chase your pain with alcohol

It’s not so terrible a vice

Until you start to lose control

And steering wheel goes

But I can’t sit still

‘Cuz you won’t fuck off

Shut up, shut up

I’m driving now

See I

I thought that you might spit

Through your joyless grin

No teeth, pursed lips

But still you’re staring quite the same

We haven’t spoken for an hour

Just stood here smoking in the rain

Shit, I thought you’d wanna know

But I can’t sit still

‘Cuz you won’t fuck off

Shut up, shut up

I’m driving now

‘Cuz I don’t sleep sound

Since we first hooked up

Shut up, shut up

I’m driving now

Straight out of fucking town

I saw a portrait of a broken man

Have you anything to sell?

Another day spent high as hell

Having sick, serious conversations with myself

Inventing complicated plans

Involving you and me and several people

You probably wouldn’t know

Or even care to if you did so

Since I’m afraid of all the versions of me that live inside your head

Is it a symptom or a blessing to have convinced yourself you’re dead?

Shit, I’ll just writhe around pretending nothing’s wrong

Fuck this

Fuck you all

I’m gone