Boxes

I hate the look of boxes 'cause I've moved too many times And when they start appearing I lose someone in my life It's a different place but same familiar feeling I hate the feel of boxes that you try to fit me in When you claim the parts you like of me are everything I am It's a different face but the same entitled feeling You drive me crazy, baby So don't blame me when I pull you in then push you out I'm not a lady, baby So don't come expecting civil love from me It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much though It's not your fault that I'm so fucking blue It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much And though it's not your job to care after all I put you through I'm glad you do (Ooh) I hate the way we talk like things are never gonna end When I know I'm gonna run away before you get the chance How we filter conversations after filtering our thoughts Maybe if we'd been more honest now we wouldn't be so lost And I hate how I blame boxes so that way I can pretend That they're taking all the good ones and I'm not pushing them away It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much though It's not your fault that I'm so fucking blue It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much And though it's not your job to care after all I put you through I'm glad you do (Ooh) I know I can be cynical Trusting no-one but myself And second-guessing every move you make But you're so hypocritical Telling me to be myself Then shaming me for every little thing You drive me crazy, baby So don't come expecting civil love from me It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much though It's not your fault that I'm so fucking blue It's not your fault I'm so detached, but It's not my fault you care so much And though it's not your job to care after all I put you through I'm glad you do (Ooh) (Ooh)