| You won't find me condescending at your closed door | |
| You won't hear how I feel. Say you've been there before | |
| The holiday's the hardest time to fill in all the blanks | |
| And you don't need anyone to show you those mistakes | |
| Wrap yourself up in only math of our world | |
| Fill up the holes in your full heart with details | |
| For all the riddles solved and every puzzle you complete | |
| Can't seem to find the pieces to the heart that beats | |
| You'll master every task but always by the book | |
| Then log it in your past with risk that you once took | |
| They left you then, they'll hurt you now | |
| Can't get too close to you or you will cut them down And any fool can play | |
| I'll raise the stakes with another turn We risk, | |
| we roll and we burn At arms length you never get hit | |
| There's too much to gamble when you let someone in | |
| My true friend I'm spewing And only one more positive | |
| I just might spill some notable insight I didn't think before | |
| I purged So here I am attempting to unlock your closed door | |
| I wouldn't break it down 'cause you'd be gone for sure | |
| You might say something nice of me and send it in a card | |
| Or under whiskey breath slur kind words at the bar And you're sinking me | |
| While you stay afloat in the tank you built We drop, we'll never learn |