Brittle, Baby! - Penelope Scott

If I’m so great

Then why don’t you love me

If I’m so cool

Then why aren’t you here

On the phone

For a tragic fifteen minutes

I say it’s okay

As I’m holding in my tears

I’ve cried alone

Three days in a row now

Waiting for you to come over

But I still wanted you somehow

I didn’t know

There’d be a last time I would hold you

I wish I didn’t let go

But I guess someday I’d have to

I don’t hate you

But you killed me a little

I’m too easy to break

I’m so brittle, baby

I miss calling you baby