Fallen leaves in my front yard Crawling out the dark In my room for months it seems Bring me out In too deep I don't wanna be Grabbed your things and got away Run through me take all of it Always the same again inside your head Wish that I could do something right Play along when we're pushed aside Turn it off when you come Go where you want it's fine Lately been ignoring everyone But I think that I'm ok with that Picking up the pieces again This shit is complicated There's a home right there behind your mouth Far away, falling leaves Somewhere safe and sound Got more stuff, more time Got some label offers declined My DMs are cluttered its fine But I never wanted any of it