Fierce Grace

It's just the way that you talk to me It's just the way that you talk You make yourself so small And you point your finger up like It's my fault that I'm Just the way that you are It's just something about your approach You put me up so high You hold yourself down so low It's just the way that you I could try to be everything to anyone All at once I could put myself away and posture my front And I could try to separate myself Or I could try to unify And I could try to understand what you need Or just be what I like It's just the way that you always try to make yourself what you think I like And you would only start an argument to let me be right You know that I'm the only catch that never gets caught And you point your finger up because you know that it's my fault You look so confused why I'd ever talk to you at all And now I'm so unamused why'd I ever talk to you at all It's just the way that it always starts I'm seeking comfort at the end of fall And you make yourself so small And you point your finger up like it's my fault that I'm tall