Coming Clean

Find me in the raincoat
 You could've sworn you were missing
 We don't talk the whole way home
 I leave the coat in the kitchen
 Let me have a few more months
 I'll talk to you when I'm ready
 Say "I never got to lose it once"
 So I do and you let me
 But is this coming clean
 Or am I kicking up dirt where I shouldn't?
 And what's it gonna mean?
 I can't fix all the things that you couldn't
 Do I just end up losing my footing?
 But I don't wanna be your angel
 Wanna see you cut off a limb
 Nobody wins
 If I kill you
 Would I have to forgive you still?
 Sterilize the thing you know
 Give it to somebody who's strong
 Fallout from the glass you broke
 There's still a piece in my palm
 And just like that, we're starting over
 Just when we were getting into it
 Fake your death and call it closure
 Just like we would do when we were kids
 But is this coming clean
 Or am I digging up the bodies you buried?
 And what's this supposed to mean?
 Am I brave if the noise doesn't scare me?
 If I make myself easy to carry?
 But I don't wanna be your angel
 Wanna see you cut off a limb
 Nobody wins
 If you killed me
 I would have to forgive you still
 I would've died for it
 I would've died for it
 I would've died for it
 I would've died for it