Chamomile Lyrics

Pull the sheet back, let them in

Take a shower, let water rinse my skin

It's hard to let go when you never have

Hard to know them when you can't bring them back

So I tread softly and learn the way

Before I go on, before I decide to stay

And I talk crossly and tend to stray

From the ones who try to love me anyway

I wish I wasn't so damn cynical and a little less naive

I guess it's just a miracle that you never leave

I wish this was enough to satisfy whatever's inside me

But my patience sits on short supply, I am so unhappy

I'd sell my soul before I'd let you touch it

At least then I'd have some money in my pocket

I'd shave my hair off before I'd let you run your fingers

Inattention is better when you're eager

I want the last laugh, I want the pride

Before I'm last left and they're proven right

I want to trust you, want to believe

But I've learned that people almost always leave

I wish I wasn't so damn delicate and a little less wound up

Cause I'm caught in this predicament, as if telling you's enough

I wish I knew how to articulate my hesitating moods

Cause I know what all there's left at stake, I'm used to being used

I want the torture and I want the shame

So I remember where I'm from and who's to blame

Guilty conscience, sick for days

All your poor decisions might get in the way

I wish I wasn't so damn miserable and quicker on my feet

I guess I'm just a vehicle for facing my own defeat

I wish this was enough to satisfy whatever's inside me

But my patience sits on short supply, I am so unhappy