Come on, just swing through
I know that it hurts
These people they miss you
you can leave when you want
What it’s like to be gross
What it’s like to be gross and alone
I leave a lot unsaid, and even more undone
I’m no good at basic tasks
And I don’t accomplish much
What it’s like to be gross
What it’s like to be gross and alone
What it’s like to be touched
Feel shame, get nothing but crushed
So here’s some fucking advice
From an asshole who never got it right
Some things you just don’t touch.
Some things you don’t fix yourself.
Some things you just can’t touch
When to know that enough’s enough
