Leave by Cicala Lyrics

These words were written on a piece of wax paper last week
Where did the time go?
I'm still stuck behind a counter
But I'm a really bad joke

A car alarm goes off in the distance
And I can cringe to cover my ears
Not 'cause it hurts me
I just feel like something in my mind is broke

Maybe it's a privilege I experience
That I'm trying hard to read along
Perhaps it's the goals that I just brush off
For things that make me a better person
While I try not to [?] in occasion
I try to actively give to a cause
I try to consider other people's opinions when I think that a person is wrong
I am always trying to see the other side of the argument

But you're always there for me
Making it easy to breathe
Never seemingly judging while I mess this party
I'm ready to leave
I'm always ready to leave
I'm always ready to leave
I'm always looking to leave
I'm always trying to leave