I resent the flowers that your mom brought
For the kitchen counter
I resent the version of myself
You couldn´t love forever

I regret the sculptures that I shaped
For you to think that I was great
Were you my syndicate
Or were we bound to separate? Mmm

Somethin´ in the pink storm of the apartment
In the college dorm
Shaved my skin right from the muscle
Bled me dry then poured me a double

Asked if I could take it that much longer
Set your keys down on the counter
Did not impart much wisdom
The liquor dripped down in my system

Twenty-one, in the corner of my mind
Would´ve died for the antonym of blind
Would´ve, would´ve died

Twenty-one, what a stupid reckless age
All the happiness that you had waged
The happiness that you have had to wage
And everything that I now hate
Including what your eyes create

Do you think that you´d ever shell out
The benefit of the doubt?
If I´m the monster lurkin´
You´re the one behind me smirkin´

Asked if you could take it that much longer
You left me with a silent offer
If you could leave unscathed
I´d bear the cost to separate

Twenty-one, in the corner of my mind
Wasn´t old enough to see the signs

I couldn´t if I tried
Twenty-one, were you waitin´ to be saved?
All the peace you would procrastinate
All the peace that you would procrastinate

Tomorrow you´ll clean the graveyard on the bedside space
And you´ll go to bed real early
And you´ll meditate
And you´ll leave the party late
And you´ll separate
And you´ll think yourself deserving
And you´ll liberate
And you´ll get closer to thirty
And you´ll resign your hate