simpleton Lyrics

My demons are Olympian

And I am just a simpleton

So tryna take 'em out is gonna take more than

I am giving in

I hate the constant tinkering

I'm sick of always sinking

To the bottom of my rock

When love is what I'm dealing

It's a stupid subject

I wish that I lived loveless

But I would rather feel this

Than feel a bunch of nothing

What do I do

When I feel nothing but pain?

What ancient remedy

Is gonna make it all okay?

What words were left unsaid?

I know it's itching in your brain

Better tell me now

Before I wind up in my grave

It's not okay

No, no, no, no, no

Don't tell me it's okay

I wish I could blink and take it all away

But these thoughts just seem to wait

Whenever I awake

I ate every lie

Like a hungry little boy

Love is like a candy

And you treat me like a toy

My heart was once a horse

But now it's like the Siege of Troy

I knew something was fishy

When you started playing coy

My demons are Olympian

And I am just a simpleton

So tryna take 'em out is gonna take more than

I am giving in

I'm sick of all the bickering

The flames I feed are flickering

The thoughts I think are sickening

I guess it's not appealing

To always be down

When I wish that I could climb

I'm sick of all the bullshit

Part of me just wants to die

I can't seem to shake away

These scary thoughts at night

I just hope this agony

Doesn't plague me all my life

I try to look for positives

But none are near in sight

How is this shit living

When I don't want to survive?

I know it sounds dramatic

And maybe I'm a fool

But just like mathematics

I can't get a grip on you

I hammer all my problems

But you treat me like a tool

I'm sick of fixing errors

Cause I know I'm being used

I am not a magazine

But yet I'm feeling pressed

I'm struggling to breathe

Because it's caught inside my chest

You told me I was number one

When I was second best

And now you come to me

When you're the one with these regrets

I knew I was ready

To give my love a shot

I should've took those thoughts

And left 'em in the rain to rot

Cause now it seems my hands

Are bound by nylon knots

I guess all I want

Is a shoulder to cry on

My demons are Olympian

And I am just a simpleton

So tryna take 'em out is gonna take more than

I am giving in