Have You Tried

You're not too small for this

But you're not even trying

I know you're taking everything way farther than you've known

I know what's taking all this space

I know, i know

We were younger then

Nut i can still read the words across your chest

Pouring from your mouth

And ran like rivers down your neck

And spilled on to the floor

But i'm not so sure I can remember that anymore

But I can't read the books your father read

But i will write you songs instead

To make up for what they have been saying

'Cause i know you don't need that

I know you don't need that

We were smaller then

But i don't have the blood in your skin

I don't fit i don't fit in

And when i leave your house

I know you'll call to chase them out

But they'll stay down the hall

So when you sleep it's not for long

But i can't feel the way your parents did

But i can make him take back what he's said to you

To make up for when you have been staying at home

When we've been leaving

'Cause i'd rather you'd come with me

Buried under ground and you're scratching inside out, oh

And breathing in until you can't keep pushing out, oh, oh, oh