Self-Sinking, So What? (2019 Recording)

Thanks for all that truth you bring Reminding me that I'm a whore I did not need to remember that any more Than I already do to keep myself self-aware And ensure that I am scared Of everything I know that you'd never call me a slut, but I would And that's self-depreciation, but so what? I said what I could And took it for granted That you could listen Whenever I vented Constantly complained and barely even meant it Reading it over, it was clearly egocentric Now I am jealous because you have friends and I am too nervous to talk to them when You are around or we're sitting down To eat out our problems Now I am losing pounds Yet drowning in my weight I already ate enough I can never make enough sense of issues I made up, and I am sinking You are wading And I wait for another chance I know that you'd never call me a slut, but I would And that's self-depreciation, but so what? I said what I could Never said what I needed, so no one could feed it Still do not know what it is except that it is lacking Leaving slack on the rope to keep my jaw open Sometimes I was hopeless, so I said it loud so you go in my mouth, now I can't tell you nothing My ground and misaligned teeth were hard to clean but now that they are straight, messes are easy to see