Zip Ties 1/19
I’m done.
I’m holding everything with, zip ties.
I’m immune to your flirtation.
You think I’ve got everything figured out.
I might not, but I’ve got it all together with, zip ties.
I’m cold as ice to the looks you give me.
Zip ties hold me together.
They can’t hold back my tears.
They hold my feelings.
They hold my heart.
They hold me from, falling apart.
I’m not good at this game.
Rules don’t make sense.
This game doesn’t make sense.
I’m done.
I’ve grown immune to bullshit.
to, I miss yous
to lies.
Zip ties hold my shit together.
They hold my cares down.
But not my tongue.
I’m tired.
I’m done.
I’m done.
I’m holding everything with, zip ties.
I’m immune to your flirtation.
You think I’ve got everything figured out.
I might not, but I’ve got it all together with, zip ties.
I’m cold as ice to the looks you give me.
Zip ties hold me together.
They can’t hold back my tears.
They hold my feelings.
They hold my heart.
They hold me from, falling apart.
I’m not good at this game.
Rules don’t make sense.
This game doesn’t make sense.
I’m done.
I’ve grown immune to bullshit.
to, I miss yous
to lies.
Zip ties hold my shit together.
They hold my cares down.
But not my tongue.
I’m tired.
I’m done.
