Burnt Out

[Intro] (soft/spoken)

Look, I know you're fuckin' sick

And you're tired of me

For some damn reason, I can't seem to make up any reason

To talk to you, no reason to pay attention to the words you're speaking

The conversation fades away from me

And suddenly you're switching it up

And I'm getting this feeling

Like you can't stand my voice, like I'm a problem and such

'Cause you done smoked it all up

And spent the rest right quick

Didn't have a whole lot to use in the first place

I stay at a distance

Can't stay long in one existence

I tend to switch it up

And by the time I come back around

You just won't matter so much

It's a trick of mine, you see

I'll burn out before you find out

I'm the obsession you never thought you'd have

There's never been a limit like this craving

It'll hit you like the puff of light you've been waiting on

The one that might just drag you down deep enough

To take you out the misery

Despite the agony of having to go on

Really, my bad—I'm saying I'm sorry you're sad and all

But you were warned and told

And I wished you heard me, but not once

And it's just disturbing

To be so unworthy to some

But fuck it

[Outro] (slow fade, layered/echoing)

Muted by excuses

Sinking into silence by default

Silence by default…