You Can’t Handle It

You’re emotional
The boy just spitting and screaming Daddy taught me a few tricks About this masculine
Fight or flight situation
Just to beat the shit
Out of your inner kid
But ain’t it clear?
You’re just one and the same, run by reaction
Scared to feel shame
And the truth?
No, we can’t handle it
Silver baby, it’s just that blood
You can’t keep blaming inheritance for your tongue
That hurts you and the
Ones that love you
When you’re crying in your own hands Sitting in a twin bed
Packing a bag to be back in ten minutes I couldn’t run then
But I can now
It’s a wall I’m trying to get through Trying to be honest
Be my proper author
Make the story еnd
Miles away in my apartment
Packing up with cardboard boxes
Nеxt to someone I don’t ever want to hurt again
I don’t ever wanna hurt again
Next to someone I don’t ever wanna hurt again
Noting the date and time
Oh dear, she has your eyes!
But deep inside your scared
She’ll grow up to despise you
For all the times you raised your voice Instead of sharing how you’re worried, Just a toe head who thinks your a god
Just trying to get through
‘Til her world falls apart to
Debates about nothing
Makes her lose her friends
Miles away in her apartment
Packing up with cardboard boxes
Next to someone that she’ll never want to hurt again
I don’t ever wanna hurt again
Next to someone I don’t ever wanna hurt again