Ghosted

Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out
Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out
Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out
Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out
Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out
Pushin' me out pushin' me out pushin' me out

Quietly I'll try to read the things you never write
Blind and free from lessons of the social butterflies
And dot to dot anticipation strikes between the lines I'm fine
I'm Fine

Patiently erasing me to take away the marks
A strategy that rapidly removes the story arc
To never give the chance romance becomes a dimming spark and lips part
Lips part

Yeah lips part but i guess your fingers never caught up with your mouth did they? (No)

Oh every
Thing I do I guess it gets heavy
Still I know you're too edgy
To be friendly
I'm not ready for you
I know I know I'm gonna blow this
It's taking up all of my focus
I'm trying too hard to get noticed
Like the goal is
To get ghosted again

Stressing over texts I make a mess I'll never clean
Yes it's less than helpless if you're saying what you mean
And nothing is a silent statement louder than a scream it seems
It seems

That every
Thing I do I guess it gets heavy
Still I know you're too edgy
To be friendly
I'm not ready for you
I know I know I'm gonna blow this
It's taking up all of my focus
I'm trying too hard to get noticed
Like the goal is
To get ghosted again
Oh no no no no every
Thing I do I guess it gets heavy
Still I know you're too edgy
To be friendly
I'm not ready for you
I know I know I'm gonna blow this
It's taking up all of my focus
I'm trying too hard to get noticed
Like the goal is
To get ghosted again
I know I know I'm gonna blow