Her patterns are much prettier than mine

Evolves down her hair to her spine

But I've been waiting all this time

How could I compare it to any of mine?

Is it safe, love? You don't lie?

'Cause I can't help but not feel your type

And you're waiting, but I don't mind

If I'm honestly not what you like

(If I'm honestly not what you like)

(Her patterns are much prettier than mine)

(Is it safe, love? You don't lie?)

(How could I compare it to any of mine?)

So call me, call me back home

I'm poorly, poorly and cold

So tell me, tell me I'm enough

Hate me, hate me all you want

I hate to remember, it's haunting me now

I'm used like a puppet, you're dragging me 'round

I'm viewed like a peasant, I'm serving you well

But what is my purpose? I really can't tell, tell

I changed, is that enough for you? And

I'll wait, contort my body to be

Whatever you want, whatever you want

Whatever you want, whatever you—

I can't make this worth your time

Run right past me, I won't mind

Far behind everyone in life

I'll cut my skin, reveal my spite

Tore my biceps, fuel my eyes

Still can't see past all I've tried

Now it's nearly the end, but I've hardly begun

My finish line is closer, you've got further to run