Second Guess

sent like rain to your fallen knees
I remember blue written «Paris"on you here at the break
through not a path but brambles thick and all I can do is
sit and stare at the floor
at my shirt sugar too
I don’t need you anymore
who was I trapped in all this f**king
who straight as water as wine as you
and maybe for a second we both thought
it’d turn out the way we wanted it to
but you’re not like the rest
you’re not the f**king rest
you’re not like anything I’ve ever seen
second guess worst is best
I’m not waiting for you
I don’t need you anymore
and now I’m holding on
I’m holding still
let me go
as far as I can go
fake the fear
face the fear
flying high and sinking low
I’m not what you think
I am exactly what I want
I don’t need you anymore