Yesterday you told me
Don't come back here till you hold me
Things don't seem to change if you won't let them rearrange
People look at me funny
Funny as in they call me nothin but honey, sweetheart, dear
Feel like a thing in the works
Don't really work
Insides just turn at their own pace
Want to be loved by the world
Where is the world and how can I fit in this place
Hold me as your baby
Can't commit I'm on a different page
Each day, "Sorry, I can't stay"
I'm on my own most days
Driving to a foreign destination
That feels most at peace
At least to me
Feel like a thing in the works
Don't really work
Insides just turn at their own pace
Want to be loved by the world
Where is the world and how can I fit in this place
I'm walking backwards on myself
I give it love I give it hell
No way to say that it's okay with words
Because they're muted they're not heard
Feel like a thing in the works
Don't really work
Insides just turn at their own pace
Want to be loved by the world
Where is the world and how can I fit in this place
