Mosquito

I could go months without hearing your name

And the day I forget it, you call me back

I find you drenched in the pouring rain

Saying you hate the highs and the platinum plaques

I'm tired of being open and honest to boys who'd rather hide me

You're a-ok lying to the world if you'd still get to confide in me

I'm scared to be, scared to be left alone but you didn't know that

There's a part of me being your secret brought out but I won't show that

You were the weed in my garden

I should have just cut you loose