Swim down
Tell me it’s my fault
Or maybe you heard too much

Speak in shade
I'm losing the framing
Waiting for six long years

I’ve been trying
To come to terms with it
Wasting my time
For miles and miles on end

Two weeks notice
From all of my demons
I'm not nearly as complete
As you made me out to be

Swim down
Tell me it’s my fault
Or maybe you heard too much

Speak in shade
I'm losing the framing
Waiting for six long years

Letting go
I’m working late to
Avoid all my actions

Soften up
I act like I’m drowning
Time didn’t heal my wounds

Then I woke up to
A new excuse from you
If I'm not moving backwards
I’m second guessing the things I do

Two weeks notice
From all the reasons
I’m not nearly as complete
As I made me out to be

I hope you’re safe
And shedding the the things you hate

From all the cliché
They keep you up anyway

I just might be late
You don’t have to wait