[chorus]
Fallaway
i got so much to tell you i'll prolly never say
maybe things'll be different and we don't gotta change
maybe i'm who you talking to at the end of days
when you feeling strange

[verse]
It feels dangerous alone,
Like I'm always my own,
Like a Girl who lost her phone
with a 100 student loans,


Like a boy without a dagger in a forest with some ghosts,
tryna levvy up his shield but when he does it prolly broke,
I been looking at your posts and our messages,
always stressing if everything that I said over text was really as evident,

as I thought is was sending it, Or it's wrong impression,
I'm always scared to express how I'm feeling about you when
it's the moment, -
-right there
next to you in your nice chair,
iced coffee and light stares,
and half croissant that I might share,

and I'm light years, from my safe space,
I got a couple hearts that you might break,
I can't read rooms, so my palms shake,
when we both quiet I wait,

[chorus]
Fallaway
i got so much to tell you i'll prolly never say
maybe thing'll be different and we don't gotta change
maybe i'm who you talking to at the end of days
when you feeling strange

[verse]
how do the beautiful people tell beautiful people they beautiful people
They beautifully equal, I brutally see through
I feel way to feeble to do what I needed to do

I keep on sweating like I got the flu
Cant find the switch so I light up the room
Half of these space all feel like a tomb
These days getting personal feels like a zoom

Hit with a bow and arrow through the heart and marrow
Tryna be a hero wearing old apparel
Tryna shoot the target but it’s pretty narrow
Am I brave enough without new camero

Am I kind enough without no blue eyes
Am I funny even when it’s hard times,
Thinking bout you all in my mind
So I never even say it one time


[chorus]
Fallaway
i got so much to tell you i'll prolly never say
maybe things'll be different and we don't gotta change
maybe i'm who you talking to at the end of days
when you feeling strange

...

Feel like I'm dreaming,
all the anxiety in me it's screaming
I see the promise but never can reach it,
I see my heart on my sleeve till bleeding I needed a

reason but got me a weakness, in talking to people
when all my demons are starting to eat through,
the parts till i'm see through, It's hard not to be
who I wanted to be when i started it this all I'm prolly gon

Fallaway, I feel like I'm far away,
I'm behind the wall again, and my hurt just keeps on stalling me,
fight my fears on harder days,
I can hear you calling me,
Grip my sword and swing like I got magic in my hands to put this all away