i heard you’re not listening to me when i talk.
you know everything better than i ever could.
but i am here now with my suitcase and very little patience for blame
and when i leave one of these days i hope neither of us will still be the same.

i take everything with a side of you and all the side effects of staying, too.
i’ll spend these days as the reigning queen of all the ladies in your magazines.
if i want to cover them up, you ask and laugh.
i need to cover your thoughts with things i’m thinking of, dear.

"girls will be girls", you say.
that’s just a lazy excuse not to talk about this world.
"and boys will be boys", you say.
that’s just a lazy excuse to raise idiots
and i am not just making a fuss.
this is always about us.

we can make all the mistakes we want
but don’t show me your palms to say you got no bad intentions.
just because we both were raised thinking
we must not fail and there’s only one right answer.
there’s no injury that heals as slow
as those little holes that words drill into souls.
pack your bag, dear. you need to get out of here.

"girls will be girls", you say.
that’s just a lazy excuse not to talk about this world.
"and boys will be boys", you say.
that’s just a lazy excuse to raise idiots
and i am not just making a fuss.
this is always about us.


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