Stick

I struggle by your side Insisting you to try Another way to see Blinking eyes swell to the ground I follow all the ways Your argument displays Shallow in the way You weaken my selfish shame Feed my fish food Read when it's rude And sing while the main style is hot with the teen kyle and ride on The waves of the youth I wanted you to say Something about the way The hollow sound you make But your sinking eyes fell to the ground You call me on a phone If you're ever left alone And laugh at the thoughts I sing to try and sell my shame