Little Shallow

I was the long, long road up the dirty coast and regrets from your better days

I’m the walls where you wrote that you hate your friends and your parents don’t know a thing

Are you coming clean?

The one you wanted, the one you wanted, I’m affection unreturned

The morning-after’s ride back home to the curb of your neighbor’s lawn

You can cut it. You can cut it. I’m the rumors and the shit they’ll say

I’m all the drugs, and all the drink. I’m the clouds on your saddest day

Are you coming clean?

It’s always been waiting to come undone. Unending. The problem started with me

It’s always been waiting. It’s always been breaking. The problem started with me

I wanted to say, “I’m no good,” in the worst way

I wanted to say, I hoped you‘d change me someday

So, are you coming with me?

Are you coming clean?

It’s always been waiting to come undone. Unending. The problem started with me

It’s always been waiting. It’s always been breaking. The problem started with me