I'm giving up on all your mess
It's none of my concern
My patient grin it has worn thin
And this time I mean it
Mature like wine you claim to be
But I beg to disagree
Of all your aching sentiments
Not one has got a thirst to quench
In me
In me
Baby you bloom to late
We've spun so many revolutions in this carousel state
Gone past the time we each start pulling our own weight
And I'll focus more on getting my lines straight
I can't win when I'm with you
I'm helpless helplessly confused
And all my misjudgments
Were calculated vain attempts
At you
At you
Baby you bloom too late
Add all the seasons that I've wasted hoping you'll reciprocate
Only lately I've been wondering if it's worth the wait
But wondering is better suited to be saved
She said take me home Steve
Cause you can never know me
Dries her eyes on my sleeve
And I am busting up the windows with the strength of my decree
I'm free