Twenty Arpent Road

I get intimidated by you
Though you aren't meant to depreciate me
I locked my door behind me
With no intent of displacement
Sometimes you forget how miserable you are

I can't help feeling bashful

I'm not terribly important
Though I do wish I meant something
I left it all behind me
There's no need to replace me
I'm not a martyr to speak of at all

Mistake, misplace
I can't help feeling bashful
Mistake, misplace
Account for the pain again
And you'll see a faint image of what is left
Mistake an integral and vital part of me
Misplace an integral and vital part of me

And I will stay in wait until there is nothing left for me to miss