Crumbling

You removed any trace of doubt and had me running round the roundabout With my pants around my knees, I've never seen you look so pleased And I'm so glad that you reassessed, ever letting me get under your dress I think that time it will decide and that's a greater force than you or I Though sometimes it don't feel that way And so the symbols gathered on the side of the road And it didn't matter how fast I drove I guess I couldn't miss all of the signs When you were forcing them in front of my eyes And soon you, started a habit of undoing your dress For anyone who said they knew your address You said you'd leave your door ajar So he could clamber in through the dark so as not to wake your parents up But I was crumbling all the same Distorted thoughts in my head of what it was that I meant to say But you had made up your mind and now you're hoping that it stays the same You had made up your mind and now you're hoping that it will remain And so they, blew up the mall and then they built it again And our passivity is evidence that they will take just what they want It's just more graffiti in a nicer font And I need, a thousand coffees when I start my day And if they're not made in the right way I swear I'm going to loose my shit And I'll make everybody I know hear about it, even if they don't want me to Because you have, everything you need but nothing of use And all the hunches you cary none of them cary any truth You thought you're making a daisy chain but you're making yourself a noose And now I'm wondering when i'll have to cut you loose When would it be alright For me to lift the latch on your life? When would it be alright For me to disappear into the night? Cause I was crumbling all the same Distorted thoughts in my head of what it was that I meant to say But you had made up your mind and now you're hoping that it stays the same You had made up your mind and now you're hoping that it will remain But I'm still crumbling now There's a meaning hidden in the stitching of your clothes A subtle feeling that your mind is only half of your own And theres a message written in the ink upon her skin An old reminder of the many lives she used to live