How Much of You

Sixteen, so mild

Forever willing to reconcile

Standing by for your call

Vacant half truths

Chasing after the worst of you

What's a broken girl to do?

I tried to make it easy to love me

Makin' out with you in the front seat

Always doing what you told me

I robbed myself of my autonomy

Isn't it funny I made myself bleed?

Isn't it funny I couldn't get clean?

Isn't it funny how much of you is me?

Waited, no show

Slow burn, tobacco

Only pressing where it hurts

Still here, time slows

It's funny how resentment grows

Why I stayed, I don't know

I tried to make it easy to love me

Makin' out with you in the front seat

Always doing what you told me

I robbed myself of my autonomy

Isn't it funny I made myself bleed?

Isn't it funny I couldn't get clean?

Isn't it funny I made myself bleed

For you, I'd do anything

Anything I guess

What a shame it came at the cost of my self-governance

I tried to make it easy to love me

Makin' out with you in the front seat

Always doing what you told me

I robbed myself of my autonomy

Isn't it funny I made myself bleed?

Isn't it funny I couldn't get clean?

Isn't it funny how much of you is me?

(Waited, no show)

(Still here, times slow)

(Waited, no show)

(Still here, times slow)