Quick Cure (feat. Jen Blackwood)

I crept in corners around you
Invite myself into your living room
And it's not like me, no it's not like me
But it will have to do
Red flags are out and the battle's begun
Trade your devotion for contention one by one
Hiding in wreckage by the home front
A representation of how incomplete I felt with you

Hauling a weight I have no use for
Your arms hang off my like a corpse
I've fought all my fight 'til there's no more
Forfeited so you'll up your score
Like a quick cure

Please don't give me the silent treatment
It's always louder than when you're speaking it
We both have had our flaws and weakness
Our strength was beaten, now it's a part we can't reposes
Call your mom and call your dad
Yeah I'm the worst you've ever had