hate this part

I left my home for four walls I could touch
And my once not enough feels like way too much
Feel like my world's never changed so fast
But sit tight, take it in 'cause it never lasts

I cried on my birthday
Like that's so unique
But life after twenty
Feels, oh, so bleak
'Cause I slept right through August
Like I'm from a book
To be at stood at the storefront
And wait for your
Look, I said I'd never come back, yeah, I promised
But I need you more than ever if I'm honest
I'm just hoping you still leave a key under the mat

Run for the hills but I can't stay for long
'Cause if I get too comfortable I might be wrong
It's hard
And I hate this part
Yeah, I hate this part

I know I forgot to read your reply
You called and went off like the fourth of July
I lied to you daily
And said I was fine
I couldn't be lonely
I don't have the
To say that this would be forever
But I hate the way I have to dress in southern weather
Hoping that you leave the window open just a crack

Run for the hills but I can't stay for long
'Cause if I get too comfortable I might be wrong
It's hard
And I hate this part

Would you be so disappointed if I asked for help?
I've forgotten how to be myself
Fall back inwards
Pick apart the things I thought I felt so I
Run for the hills but I can't stay for long
'Cause if I get too comfortable I might be wrong
It's hard
And I hate this part
A weekend at home at the back of the bus
But to leave you again will be twice what it was
It's hard
And I hate this part
Yeah, I hate this part