Second Guess

sent like rain to your fallen knees

I remember blue written "Paris" on you here at the break

through not a path but brambles thick and all I can do is

sit and stare at the floor

at my shirt sugar too

I don't need you anymore

who was I trapped in all this fucking

who straight as water as wine as you

and maybe for a second we both thought

it'd turn out the way we wanted it to

but you're not like the rest

you're not the fucking rest

you're not like anything I've ever seen

second guess worst is best

I'm not waiting for you

I don't need you anymore

and now I'm holding on

I'm holding still

let me go

as far as I can go

fake the fear

face the fear

flying high and sinking low

I'm not what you think

I am exactly what I want

I don't need you anymore