HANDWRITING

You wouldn’t call me stupid if you didn’t think I was in the first place
And i don’t even care cause I’m used to feeling like I’m a dumbass
It doesn’t matter if you were joking, your words really hurt
But that’s okay I’ll just shut my mouth and put my head in the dirt
I hope you got the letter that I wrote for you last week
I cried into my sheets
I wonder if you read it all or if you couldn’t read it
It’s better if I speak it
And I’m working on my handwriting
I hope you notice the effort it took
I hope you rip it and tear it to shreds
And i’m working on my handwriting, oh
I’m sorry if there were any mistakes
I know I’m dumb you rub it in face
And now the night is over but I don’t know at all what it means
I’ll figure it out, doesn’t take much to grow in between
You tell me I say «i» too much
I’m sorry love I’m stuck
There I go again
There I go again
I hope you got the letter that I wrote for you last week
I cried into my sheets
I wonder if you read it all or if you couldn’t read it
It’s better if I speak it