Lyrics Rose-Colored Frames - Jessup

You can't rewrite what's said and what's done
I'm a mascot for what you've become

Look of what it made me
You'd followed me round in circles until I got cold
Now I can't decide if I just love the mayhem
Or if I'm loving your bad side

I'll be better

Criminal affairs, I know it's immature
Put those rose-colored frames on you
There's no detour

I'm not waiting all for you
To come up with these lies
You want something
Something concise
Some compromise
So i'll revise

I'll be better