Coming Clean

Find me in the raincoat You could've sworn you were missing We don't talk the whole way home I leave the coat in the kitchen Let me have a few more months I'll talk to you when I'm ready Say "I never got to lose it once" So I do and you let me But is this coming clean Or am I kicking up dirt where I shouldn't? And what's it gonna mean? I can't fix all the things that you couldn't Do I just end up losing my footing? But I don't wanna be your angel Wanna see you cut off a limb Nobody wins If I kill you Would I have to forgive you still? Sterilize the thing you know Give it to somebody who's strong Fallout from the glass you broke There's still a piece in my palm And just like that, we're starting over Just when we were getting into it Fake your death and call it closure Just like we would do when we were kids But is this coming clean Or am I digging up the bodies you buried? And what's this supposed to mean? Am I brave if the noise doesn't scare me? If I make myself easy to carry? But I don't wanna be your angel Wanna see you cut off a limb Nobody wins If you killed me I would have to forgive you still I would've died for it I would've died for it I would've died for it I would've died for it