Eating My Words

They taste better when they’re coming out
Still I can’t help but choke them down when you’re around but I can’t seem to
keep it down
Don’t let it go to your head
I’m not here for my health
If I was then I’d be dead
Instead I’m testing my patience waiting around for you to be gracious
I’ll never let go
Don’t be afraid
I’m on the front lines to fight for you
Stop putting words in my mouth
They taste better when they’re coming out
Still I can’t help but choke them down when you’re around but I can’t seem to
keep it down
Last time I said goodbye I thought my good years were washed up;
Hung out to dry
With the mindset that everything was fine but then I realized
That it was right in front of my eyes
Everyday I’m smashed and ripped and torn to bits that never fit the mold
But I recognize the way that I was never really whole