Green Apples

There’s a problem with you in that I can’t see me
And I don’t even know yet who I’m supposed to be
I can’t feel safe because I don’t know what’s next
Or what the hell you meant by that last text
I want to fight you
I need to win
I need to throw my anger at you
Or seal it in
Sure it makes me sour but it’s all I’ve been taught
Can I return these things I never even bought?

Sour spots
Let ‘em show
If you’re not
Afraid of the blow
There’s nothing there
But you still can’t let it go
And they don’t care
Cause they don’t even know

I live alone in my head, judge the world, jog in place
And it’s laughing back, spitting exhaust in my face
And I forget what it means to forgive and forget
Can’t trust love without motive, I haven’t gotten there yet
Sometimes it’s hard to know if anything’s true
But your favorite things–well, they’re made of dust, too
We’re drowning ourselves but to prove it to who?
Scared of love hitting me but not of hate hitting you

Sour spots
Let ‘em show
If you’re not
Afraid of the blow
There’s nothing there
But you still can’t let it go
And they don’t care
Cause they don’t even know

Sour spots
Let ‘em go
Don’t let the rot
Destroy the show
Is there more than love?
I gotta say it’s no
So don’t cheat your love
Let your apples grow

We can’t escape
The Human Trap
You get me
I gotta get you back
But would you take
A bite instead?
Let me share a sour apple
With you, friend

Sour spots
Let ‘em go
Don’t let the rot
Destroy the show
Is there more than love?
I gotta say it’s no
So don’t cheat your love
Let your apples grow