I Hate Cursive And I Hate All Of You

I've been trying to mend all of the seams
To everything that you've torn
I'll be right here picking up pieces
Of what we had before

You know better than I do
You can't take back what's done
I've been so caught up trying to save this
I've lost what I've become

I tore out the roots and carved out your name
From your pedestal
I'll look head down to keep myself grounded
Threw out your compass
The one you engraved
I'll trace back lines to find where I started

(What can I say?) What can I say?
I can't change a thing when I know you're not listening
(What can I say?) What can I say?
I can't change a thing when I know you're not listening

(What can I say?) What can I say?
I've grown so much in seven years
So why can't I expect the same from you?

I still think of you
But with context, I've let go
In a little while
You'll be somebody's falling
I still think of you
But with context, I've let go
In a little while
You'll be on your own

I tore out the roots and carved out your name
From your pedestal
I'll look head down to keep myself grounded
Threw out your compass (threw out your compass)
The one you engraved
I'll trace back lines to find where I started

(What can I say?) What can I say?
I can't change a thing when I know you're not listening
(What can I say?) What can I say?
I've grown so much in seven years
So why can't I expect the same from you?