scout

Feel ok for nothing

i just don't know why anyone would have been so nice to me

I hope you wouldn't do that for anyone

If we aren't close i don't know why you even did for me

I never wanna be tolerated

I would rather be shot than let to hang around

I would rather die than exist so awkward

I ent young enough for the excuse

And maybe it's not the excuse

I'm sure if they tried they could find

Many things to call what's wrong with me

Call it rumination ocd call it bpd call it the old dog call it frigid call it fridge call it schizo call it haggard call it slow call it frumpy call it plain looking and poorly made, I hardly know what to call love, i find im much colder outside your company when i used to find it freezing here

And yet I wanted to be somewhere I could feel the living breath of

I wanted to call my shots if living was dying

And since i left i pretend livings not dying when what i do is live death

I bite disbelief in money. I bite universal shelter. I bark right to better oneself but i dont live it

Well if i dont get in ill take what I've been saving

But not before i rid myself of my filth

And when I lie know it was kindof everything

I think about a time u held me

And i felt something I needed to feel

I think I would do it if you told me to

And I think if you were me you would have

And there's certainly a dignity in it

If you do it right. And it may be

The only dignity I'll ever have

I'm not the kind of girl