Sing To Me Instead

Let You Down - NF

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm on the edge, and I'm slipping. You tell me to be proud of myself, but I can't. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. And all of these voices in my head are getting louder and louder, and I can't hold on anymore. 

I guess I'm just a fucking disappointment, then. I do everything I can, I'm trying not to let you down, but I can't. I want you to know that I was never trying to make problems for you. But I guess you were always in the right in the end anyway. 

Yeah, I'll just ignore you now. I'll run into you, just look down at the sidewalk. I'm honestly embarrassed for you. What did I do wrong this time, was it something I said? Wore? Ate? You always have to put your stamp of approval on everything I do. Who I date, where I want to live, who I talk to. I guess that's parents for you; you trust them with your life, they'll always have your back, but some of them will put a knife in it. 

My hands are full, my back is weighed down, but what else can I carry for you? I used to care about you, but now we're on the edge of breaking apart. You don't even want to make this work, huh? You just wanna make it worse, you want me to listen to you, but you'll never hear my words. You don't want to understand how I'm hurting, you want an apology for something I did. 

How the fuck are we going to go on like this? We can't. So I guess I'll leave, I couldn't possibly ask for you to get up and go. 

Don't come after me, I don't want to see anyone. I don't want to think about anything, I just want to drink it all away. But you're going to pick up the phone and call tomorrow, aren't you? Like you always do. Like nothing happened. Like nothing's wrong. I feel like every time I talk to you you get angry at me, what more could I possibly give? I've given every part of me to you, I've got nothing left. 

No, don't patronise me. That is not going to work now, I've already packed up my things and moved out. I don't want to come back here, ever, because every time I sit on that couch I get a lecture. And this probably would've worked out eventually, we would make up and get along again, but no. 

Because I'm a letdown. But it's fine, it's cool, I've just checked out. And you want to be friends again, don't you? Alright then, whatever makes you happy, I'll just put my fake face on for you, because everything's about you. Let's talk about the good times for you that never happened for me. Why are you even laughing? I must've missed the joke, let me try to react.

But at least you're happy, right?