More Like Fiending

i've got this rage inside of me

i'm hiding it from you

a cool blue fire under my tongue in my shoe

i've got some power in my pocket and it's green

i'm running with my eyes shut

and trusting what i've seen

i am the one that you want when you can't have what you want

i am your safety, yeah

i front like i'm wide open but

you smirk right through me

so here i stand with a spray paint can in my left hand

i'll paint your picture

you had so much potential bu now you're getting sicker and sicker

so why can't you see me inside this bathroom stall

oh, it ain't easy

call me ambivolent

but it's more like fiending

so here we come

better run better run better run boys

like marables they'd scatter

you sad you'd always have my back

but where were you when it fucking mattered

you said we'd rip shit up together

burn things down and make a difference

but you lied, you lied

you're just afraid of your own strength, afraid of it

so why can't you see me inside this bathroom stall

oh, it ain't easy

call me ambivolent

but it's more like fiending

i am not the girl you want

you are not a girl who take things lightly

i am not the girl you want

you are not a girl who take things lightly

so here i stand with a spray paint can in my left hand

the words are faded

you were so damn transparent that i

i guess i was just dreaming