Just leave it to another double standard
You say you love me
But it's delicate
You hand me all the rules
Bound up in leather
But you throw it to the wind
In times you benefit
You're dancing around
Never give me an honest answer
But God forbid I breathe
Small talk's got its limits
I'm stuck counting minutes
You've got expectations
Built around rules you don't partake in
And I've had sacrifices
Held my tongue and simply smiled
But all this rain has started floods
And you are not the hill that I'll die on
I find my time taken up over flower petal questions
I know there must be better ways to spend my day
I don't believe in God but if he could give me an answer
Without being devil's advocate
I'd really appreciate it
Small talk's got its limits
I'm stuck counting minutes
You've got expectations
Built around rules you don't partake in
And I've had sacrifices
Held my tongue and simply smiled
But all this rain has started floods
And you are not the hill that I'll die
Small talk's got its limits
I'm stuck counting minutes
You've got expectations
Built around rules you don't partake in
And I've had sacrifices
Held my tongue and simply smiled
But all this rain has started floods
And you are not the hill that I'll die on