Dire/Tired

He said he didn’t love me

But there has to be some part that he missed

How could he forget the parts that he kissed?
I hit a glass ceiling

In wounds that I’m healing

No matter if I reached

I could never reach him

Endless disagreeing

It’s so dire

I’m so tired

Hire a girl to light a fire in him

I hate her guts

But she might make him grin

It’s a sin how I wish I was her

It’s so dire

I’m so tiredI won’t overstay my welcome

No, I don’t wanna go to bed

No, I don’t want you to touch me

If you do, I’ll just play dead’Cause I’m so tirеd

And it’s so dire

I’m so tired