Therapist's Wet Dream

I left your heart out to dry on a clothin' line stretched over central time You roamed far from home trustin' my wanderin' eyes Thought if you were mine, my mind wouldn't be far behind Wined and dined before resignin' to try And find a way to explain the mess I made of my own mind Maybe it was all along Maybe I'll never belong With someone sweet and somethin' strong Wonderin' what was wrong So don't run too fast or you'll fall Ain't nothin' ever hurt that never mattered at all Don't deserve your tears when you cry Just keep 'em inside and don't pay me no mind Prayed to God these few months for him to call me back But I think he's out of office, 'cause his line's got slack I'm a triple-threat, ball of stress, panic attack Therapist's wet dream, grab another one from the rack And now I'm flipped on a dime Pocket change I exchanged for a girl writin' east coast lines Tryin' to find the feminine divine Wife in my eyes when I'm wanderin' blind Spines intertwined but mine's inclined like a vine Too weak with pride to recline on anyone else's side Maybe it was all along Maybe I'll always be wrong Someone sour, somethin' strong Wonderin' what went wrong So don't run too fast or you'll fall Ain't nothin' ever hurt that never mattered at all Don't deserve your tears when you cry Just keep 'em inside and don't pay me no mind Prayed to God these few months for him to call me back But I think he's out of office, 'cause his line's got slack I'm a triple-threat, ball of stress, panic attack Therapist's wet dream, grab another one from the rack Lavender, reverie Livin' in my memory Oh, I'm rememberin' things Feel a feelin' findin' me Arcade token, ecstasy Reading me your poetry Eighty words on how to breathe I'm runnin', runnin' Maple street, matcha tea Livin' for the memory Oh, I'm forgettin' things Feel a feelin' fleein' me Archetype, I gotta leave Thrivin' in the in-between Teach me how, how to breathe I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' So don't run too fast or you'll fall Ain't nothin' ever hurt that never mattered at all Don't deserve your tears when you cry Just keep 'em inside and don't pay me no mind Prayed to God these few months for him to call me back But I think he's out of office, 'cause his line's got slack I'm a triple-threat, ball of stress, panic attack Therapist's wet dream, grab another one from the rack