Quinn Goes to Jail

There's still patience

But I want it to come back

To make me full

If trauma could speak

Well I'd tell him to not call back

So I can sleep

I don't really feel that I've been all that lucky

Wanted someone to find me

But that wasn't my goal

There's just so much that I won't let go

Feel dumb, like there is more I should know

My face shows the stress; all these fine lines

I'm not an exhibit, I'm a bus sign

Tell me how I can stop getting old

Still here, my feet stuck in the mold

And it's so haunting, this old town

It grips like concrete now

Breathing in circles

Suck it up, you're fine

Too bad you didn't want it more

So you went and wasted all your time on building

Skyscrapers for sure, for sure

There's just so much that I won't let go

Feel dumb, like there is more I should know

My face shows the stress; all these fine lines

I'm not an exhibit, I'm a bus sign

Tell me how I can stop getting old

Still here, my feet stuck in the mold

And it's so haunting, this old town

It grips like concrete now

Growing up and out of this old rut

Stop the clock, need some time to catch up

Think it's time for me to give it up

22 years it's never been enough

(Hyper aware of the passing time)

(Suspending your faith high over mine)

(No more heartbreak)