I was walking around with chips on both my shoulders
Hated all my birthdays 'cause I was getting older
Thought that I deserved it when you became colder
Years in therapy and writing down my feelings
Somehow the wrong type of guy still seems appealing
I don't care about that now, we've hit the ceiling
I may have lost all of my senses
As I burn down all the bridges and fences
I am tired, but I'm still in the trenches
I won't justify my decisions
Don't need forgiveness or permission
I see your indisposition
To see me thrive
I was bored, so I became a life model
Made a lot of money, spent it all on novels
Some guy bought me a drink when I was in my bathrobe
At the student bar
Maybe I'm the villain in your story
Maybe check your own emotional inventory
If you hate me so much, why not just ignore me?
That's what I'd do, make up your mind, do you hate me or adore me?
I won't justify my decisions
Don't need forgiveness or permission
I see your indisposition
To see me thrive
I've been quiet, hibernating
Now my future is awaiting
I know it must be frustrating
To see me thrive
I'm more scared of losing myself than I am of the judgement
Lost some friends to take the next step
And I will
I won't justify my decisions
Don't need forgiveness or permission
I see your indisposition
To see me thrive
I've been quiet, hibernating
Now my future is awaiting
I know it must be frustrating
To see me thrive