Coming Clean

Find me in the raincoat

You could've sworn you were missing

We don't talk the whole way home

I leave the coat in the kitchen

Let me have a few more months

I'll talk to you when I'm ready

Say "I never got to lose it once"

So I do and you let me

But is this coming clean

Or am I kicking up dirt where I shouldn't?

And what's it gonna mean?

I can't fix all the things that you couldn't

Do I just end up losing my footing?

But I don't wanna be your angel

Wanna see you cut off a limb

Nobody wins

If I kill you

Would I have to forgive you still?

Sterilize the thing you know

Give it to somebody who's strong

Fallout from the glass you broke

There's still a piece in my palm

And just like that, we're starting over

Just when we were getting into it

Fake your death and call it closure

Just like we would do when we were kids

But is this coming clean

Or am I digging up the bodies you buried?

And what's this supposed to mean?

Am I brave if the noise doesn't scare me?

If I make myself easy to carry?

But I don't wanna be your angel

Wanna see you cut off a limb

Nobody wins

If you killed me

I would have to forgive you still

I would've died for it

I would've died for it

I would've died for it

I would've died for it