I gave a little speech
About how I don’t ever wanna be a leech
And I asked if you think we’re like whales and barnacles
You said “yes I would say so"
So I will beseech you to stay
You can pick the day and what we say and what we play

I know this isn’t equal
But maybe there’s a sequel
Where in the story we will grow and I will learn to trust
That you mean it when you say you wanna be here, surely you must

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with

My therapist says I’m undervaluing myself yet again
I know she’s probably right, it doesn’t keep it from keeping me up at night
How you effortlessly cracked the code
You solved the maze, unlocked the door
But when you realized where you were
You didn’t wanna be there anymore

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with
Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought
Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not
How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?
And are they scared to know

On your way in, you blazed a trail that began to make the journey easier, times three or four
On your way out, you knocked over all the walls that aren’t enough
To keep me safe anymore
Now I’m wondering, will the next one find a way
To the haven that you left behind
Can I guide them over the rubble, or will there be no path to find?

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with

Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought
Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not
How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?
And are they scared to know

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift
But is there a weight I can lift?
Maybe perfectly balanced mutualism is a myth
But there’s gotta be something I can help with

Something that you want from me, something that you want from me)
Isn’t there anything? Isn’t there anything?

Like a leech, I can’t shake the thought
Of wanting to be everything I’m terrified I’m not
How do oxpeckers know that the rhinos don’t want them to go?
And are they scared to know

Go and are they, go and are they, go and are they scared to know
Go and are they, go and are they, go and are they scared to know

Maybe wanting to give is enough of a gift

But why did I wanna find a way to give you a gift
When the weight that you lifted wasn’t one you tried to lift
And the balance comes with effort, not with how you make me feel
So when you stopped trying, it stopped being real

Like a leech, I need blood, but I don’t suck
I only asked you for a drop, and you didn’t give a fuck
And the oxpeckers know they can stay
Because they’re never told to go
So at least now I know

I started writing this song back when I thought I was wrong
Only in bad dreams, did I see this coming
Only in bad dreams
So I’ll harvest all the lessons
But God, I could’ve sworn that I was wrong