Red String Map

I'm craving a distraction

Let's see some fucking action in this place

Do you remember back when

We said, "I love you" every other day?

I don't wanna have your babies

Expectations, I will never meet

I think your family hates me

My upstairs neighbor's pacing

Back and forth

I feel less lonely

Red string map of the things that I lack

Pinpoint what went wrong and pick up the slack

I was in a bad way

When you found me, I was truly a mess

Cutting corners, laughing

Concentrating not to jump on the tracks

I wanna make you happy

But counting all the ways it could go wrong

Brain brimming with concrete

My upstairs neighbor's pacing

Back and forth

I feel less lonely

Red string map of the things that I lack

Pinpoint what went wrong and pick up the slack

Counting down every hour, till I can go to sleep

Making promises that I know I will never keep

How many times can I say, "Let's not talk about it"

I feel most like myself when you can't tell I'm a chick