More Like Fiending

i've got this rage inside of me
i'm hiding it from you
a cool blue fire under my tongue in my shoe
i've got some power in my pocket and it's green
i'm running with my eyes shut
and trusting what i've seen

i am the one that you want when you can't have what you want
i am your safety, yeah
i front like i'm wide open but
you smirk right through me

so here i stand with a spray paint can in my left hand
i'll paint your picture
you had so much potential bu now you're getting sicker and sicker

so why can't you see me inside this bathroom stall
oh, it ain't easy
call me ambivolent
but it's more like fiending

so here we come
better run better run better run boys
like marables they'd scatter
you sad you'd always have my back
but where were you when it fucking mattered
you said we'd rip shit up together
burn things down and make a difference
but you lied, you lied
you're just afraid of your own strength, afraid of it

so why can't you see me inside this bathroom stall
oh, it ain't easy
call me ambivolent
but it's more like fiending

i am not the girl you want
you are not a girl who take things lightly
i am not the girl you want
you are not a girl who take things lightly

so here i stand with a spray paint can in my left hand
the words are faded
you were so damn transparent that i
i guess i was just dreaming