Less watching clocks
I gave up long ago
I spoke in colours
Now I'm growing up and growing old
From the curtain fall
To patchwork creeping in
Who knew that forked tongue
Was buried deep within
I see you shapeshifting at distance
The awkward shapes you make
Are everything you'd hate
Or so I thought
Maybe you're better off this way
But I can't stand to see
The mask you use to hide your face
Take it back
Don't pin your hopes on me
A small town mind
It's all you'll ever be
I'm a little tired of waiting
I'm a little bored of playing games
Did you grow? Did you change?
Was it all or nothing?
Did it run its course?
Am I the one to blame?
I saw you shapeshift from a distance
The awkward shapes you make
Are everything you'd hate
Or so I thought
Maybe you're better off this way
But I can't stand to see
The mask you use