Plans

Right off the bat I was scared what you’d think.

I could barely play, not even old enough to drink.

Started off well but spiraled quickly.

Couldn’t see the forest through how you’d treat me.

It’s a bad sign when the fights were never

asking if we really belong together.

Can’t stop now cause we’ve got plans, we’ve got plans, we’ve got plans.

You think of leaving, you think of change.

But you’ve worked so hard for what the con’s outweigh.

Repetition becomes so comforting,

barely notice when someone stops listening.

Can I admit that we are better off independently?

Can’t stop now cause we’ve got plans, we’ve got plans, we’ve got plans.

I drew so many lines but then I still put up with it.

In public, party, in private, hell.

You love me like a sibling that you hate a little bit.

It don’t mean much to me if you mean well.

Cause I’ve got plans for me.