She calls me out on everything

Some of us have so many layers bunch of onion rings

Don't wanna play fair like were in the hunger games

Why do we care so much about what others think

It's the egos in the china shop we elephants

I wanna be great and move the crowd with eloquence

We always wanna hurt the ppl that's close to us

How do you try to connect the dots since you know so much

It's kinda sobering your life is in a cobra clutch in a pinch

They say relationships is built on trust

When the alcohol involved yea I self destruct I drop the ball

And the coach screaming mad as fuck pressure buss a pipe but definitely you lossed tonight

But there's a girl still cheering that thinks ya Outasight and dinomite

You won't graduate till ya get it right can't hide from yourself can't reflect the light

When you see me older clothes that was photo she took of me in the pochanos

Kinda awkward how I'm leaning in that hopeless pose

I remember all the snow and the road was closed

All I know that it was colder than a witches nose

Before the storm came grab some wood and lit the stove

This not a movie but something like a picture show

But film broke traping us still smell the smoke

She calls me out on everything

Some of us have so many layers bunch of onion rings

Don't wanna play fair like were in the hunger games

Why do we care so much about what others think

It's the egos in the china shop we elephants

I wanna be great and move the crowd with eloquence

I get rage built up and so intense it's series emotions that's a real event I show compassion and I'm laughing on my crooked fence

It's kinda funny how we except each other's brokeness all the fighting and the stress we to old for this

We always wanna hurt the ppl that's close to us

How do you try to connect the dots since you know so much

When you see me older clothes that was photo she took of me in the pochanos

Kinda awkward how I'm leaning in that hopeless pose

I remember all the snow and the road was closed

All I know that it was colder than a witches nose

Before the storm came grab some wood and lit the stove

This not a movie but something like a picture show

But film broke traping us still smell the smoke