Late that I am
Late but I'm calling
I never would have come crawling
I never would have come crawling
All that I am
Is not what you wanted
I never would have gone your way
Never would have gone your way
And I asked you to change
But you still find your ways
And it's broken
Broken
And I want you to know
I'm done letting it go
And I'm open
Open
Straight from the start
All I could do is feel the pressure
Take it apart
I've been confusing pain with pleasure
Hate that I am
Late, but it's growing
In ways you couldn't see coming
None of it you saw coming
And I asked you to change
But you still find your ways
And it's broken
Broken
Straight from the start
All I could do is feel the pressure
Take it apart
I've been confusing pain with pleasure
All Pressure, No Pleasure
