Making Progress

I don't want to be what you want to be
I want to be myself. I just want to be
I don't want to hear what you have to say
All the things you do, just to fuck with me

Reach into my plastic bag for help
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away

Just a few more days, I'll be out of this daze
I'm making progress, I told myself so
I think it's a phase, with all my twisted ways
I'm making progress, I told myself so

You don't want to know what you want to know
I don't want to leave. I don't want to go
Remember how to be, how to love, how to lie, how to hate
How to get to me

Remember when we kiss, roses are so red
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away

I don't want to say what I have to say
Let me be alone. I don't want to say
Remember what it's like? Everyday, holding back
In the end it's down to you or me

Once upon a time, feels like forever and a day
One more trip, and I'll fly myself away