Been Your Art

I know this could’ve been your art and it still could be if you had the sense to lose the war to us all
I’m sick of all the fascinating ways you feed more shit to me and tell me it’s over when it’s not
where do we drive
to get away from here
my anonymity is burst
where do we drive
when I need karmic exception
and hazy afterwards
love with different endings

they never want you to mean it
so give the act up sadie
they’ll never let you go

you bleet it out
you should be grateful that they let you, but you’re so confrontational
they said you’re free to march, you’re free to march
you bleet it out
you should be grateful that they made you, but you’re so confrontational
they said you’re free to march, you’re free to march
they tell me
I’m not listening when they tell me
you can’t fool the world
they tell me I’m just tumbling after you
our victimhood they tell me
is laced with cool they tell me
we’re so over you they tell me
I’m just tumbling after you

they never want you to mean it
so give the act up sadie
they’ll never let you go