Tuesday

I'm roped in
You know I tried to hold my breath, but I couldn’t
And everyday I'm with adults who don’t make sense
I almost hurt myself to feel something instead

But I’ll drink to this
It’s only Tuesday but the week feels long, I guess
And I got colder, darker, smaller since you left
But you should take that as a twisted compliment

Just give me something I can up and run with
‘Cause I don’t wanna walk away with nothing
And, lately, all they make me feel is
I'm out of my mind
Out of my mind
Just give me something

Can we fit?
Into the shape that I remember we once did?
The night I opened up and scared you off a bit
But you came back and now we’re leaving this again