thread of folklore lyrics that truly decimate me:

i was so ahead of the curve,
the curve became a sphere
fell behind all my classmates
and i ended up here

remember when i pulled up and said get in the car
and then canceled my plans just in case you'd call
back when i was living for the hope of it all
for the hope of it all
meet me behind the mall

all these people think love's for show
but i would die for you in secret

i'm still on that tightrope
i'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me
and i'm still a believer but i don't know why
i've never been a natural, all i do is try try try
i'm still on that trapeze
i'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me

and i think you should come live with
me and we can be pirates
then you won't have to cry

dont call me kid, dont call me baby
look at this godforsaken mess that you made me
you showed me colors you know i cant see with anyone else

something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
chains around demons, wool to brave the seasons

i want auroras and sad prose
i want to watch wisteria grow
right over my bare feet
'cause i haven't moved in years

cause when i'd fight
you used to tell me i was brave

and some things you just can't speak about

you knew it still hurts underneath my scars
from when they pulled my apart

they told me all of my cages were mental
so i got wasted like all my potential

you never gave a warning sign
(i gave so many signs)

are there still beautiful things?

it's obvious that wanting me dead
has really brought you two together

please, picture me in the weeds
before i learned civility
i used to scream ferociously
any time i wanted

i'd give you my sunshine, give you my best
but the rain is always gonna come
if you're standing with me

you know i didn't want to have to haunt you
but what a ghostly scene
you wear the same jewels that i gave you
as you bury me