I'm Not Mad

I'M NOT MAD

I thought you were a resident,

turns out you're just a tourist.

The curse of somethin' different,

your scent that I miss was just

incense and dirty clothes.

Doors won't open, windows stuck closed.

I'm not mad, but can we never speak again.

An honorary citizen of lowered expectations,

the stranger in my photographs

was just reaching for explanations.

It's all gonna be okay.

I go mine and you go your way.

I'm not mad, but can we never speak again?

What's the point if I can't move past it?

Why preserve a failure monument?

Quit while I love the memory.

It's the small talk that kills me.

You won't believe it, but I'm happy.

You don't owe me even one thing.

It's a life that I don't want to know.

It's all gonna be okay,

I don't wanna buy what you're selling anyway.

I'm not mad, but can we never speak again?

It's all gonna be okay.

I'll go mine and you'll go your way.

I'm not mad, but can't we never speak again?

We're never gonna speak again.