Slipped

I'm in the city you hated

My eyes are fallen

Counting the clicks with the living dead

My eyes are red

I'm in the crush and I hate it

My eyes are fallen

I'm having trouble inside my skin

I try to keep my skeletons in

Is it weird to be back in the south?

And can they even tell

That the city girl was ever there -

Or anywhere?

I'm having trouble inside my skin

I try to keep my skeletons in

I'll be a friend and a fuck-up

And everything

But I'll never be

Anything you ever want me to be

I keep coming back here where everything slipped

But I will not spill my guts out

I keep coming back here where everything slipped

But I will not spill my guts out

I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me

I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke

I won't need any help to be lonely when you leave me

It'll be easy to cover

Gather my skeletons far inside

It'll be summer in Dallas

Before I realize

I don't want you to grieve

But I want you to sympathize (alright)

I can't blame you for losing

Your mind for a little while (so did I)

I don't want you to change

But I want you to recognize (that I)

It'll be easy to cover

Gather your skeletons far inside

It'll be summer in Dallas

Before you realize

That I'll never be

Anything you ever want me to be

I keep coming back here where everything slipped

But I will not spill my guts out

I keep coming back here where everything slipped

But I will not spill my guts out