Back Around

You give love and I pull back

Feels like I'm under attack

It's just too much, so I detach

And you'll be gone when I come back around

There's a whole lot of sadness in my smile

Dragging around my attachment style

Friends give me advice, add it to the pile

Of things that I'll do when I'm done being wild

My trauma makes me act like my mama

Now I'm creating more drama

I spin the whole thing round and round, and round and round, and (round!)

You give love and I pull back

Feels like I'm under attack

It's just too much, so I detach

And you'll be gone when I come back around

You try, but I don't care

Brush you off, and that's not fair

Then I move back to my hometown

And you'll be gone when I come back around

Back around

And you'll be gone when I come back around

Circling around my trigger points

And acting as if I have a choice

Maybe I never should have left Detroit

I could call you now, but what's the point?

It's tragic how I'm so stuck in my habits

I walk around in this package

Like it's okay, but it's not, it's not, it's definitely not, ow!

You give love and I pull back

Feels like I'm under attack

It's just too much, so I detach

And you'll be gone when I come back around

You try, but I don't care

Brush you off, and that's not fair

Then I move back to my hometown

And you'll be gone when I come back around

Back around

And you'll be gone when I come back around