It's trivia, the tangles in my hair
Winter hat on my bedroom floor
Next to your underwear
And pretty soon I'll have nothing left to cut loose
Being clumsy's an explanation, not an excuse
[Verse 2]
Lately I think about insecurity
How I'm not real sure I even know what it means
Pushing through each boring, blurry day
This behavior is a method, not a phase
[Verse 3]
You spell it out, how I mistreated you
And I'm silent. You know I treat myself badly, too
So, I write Jordan letters to say I'm trying to learn
And say I'm sorry for how I acted that one summer
[Verse 4]
I know I've fucked up. I've put people through hell
Well, I guess I just don't know myself that well
He forgives, forgets and he thinks that I'm uptight
And I'm learning about loneliness each night
[Verse 1] It's trivia, the tangles in my hair Winter hat on my bedroom floor Next to your underwear And pretty soon I'll have nothing left to cut loose Being clumsy's an explanation, not an excuse [Verse 2] Lately I think about insecurity How I'm not real sure I even know what it means Pushing through each boring, blurry day This behavior is a method, not a phase [Verse 3] You spell it out, how I mistreated you And I'm silent. You know I treat myself badly, too So, I write Jordan letters to say I'm trying to learn And say I'm sorry for how I acted that one summer [Verse 4] I know I've fucked up. I've put people through hell Well, I guess I just don't know myself that well He forgives, forgets and he thinks that I'm uptight And I'm learning about loneliness each night Explain Request ×
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