It's About
St. Mucus Lyrics

At the door with your weekend bag
You arrived with your bag, ready to spend the weekend with me.

7 months wrapped up inside it
You've been away for 7 months and it's all packed up in your bag.

Feels perfect, the timing
It seems like the right time for you to be here with me.

But I can't deny how fucked up the vibe is
But I can't ignore the negative energy between us.

How does timeless turn into silence
How did our happy and timeless relationship turn into this awkward and silent moment?

The flowers I got you wilted like we did, I can see it
The flowers I gave you as a symbol of my affection wilted like our relationship did.

Happy Birthday, happy long weekend
I said happy birthday and hoped for a happy weekend together.

You told me
You shared with me your feelings and thoughts about us.

I'm selfish, I'm greedy it's true
You accused me of being selfish and greedy, which I admit is true.

But all that I needed from you
But all I wanted from you was a shoulder to cry on.

Was a shoulder to cry on
I needed your emotional support and comfort during our relationship.

But that's just bygones
But that's all in the past now.

My jean jacket faded like we did
My jean jacket, a symbol of my youth and vitality, faded like our relationship did.

Can you see it?
Can you see the similarities between our faded love and my faded jean jacket?

Now my weekdays feelin' like weekends
My weekdays now feel like weekends, since I lost my daily routine with you.

And my weekends are weak days
My weekends are now just like any other day, since they don't involve you anymore.

You said that you need space
You told me you needed some distance and time for yourself.

But that's just not in the contract
But it's not something we agreed upon in our relationship terms.

And I'm not perfect, you said that you want that...
You said you wanted someone perfect, but I'm not that person.

The sun is setting kinda like we did
The day is ending, just like our relationship did.

Look what we did
Look at what we created but then destroyed.

It's upsetting, but I think that it was needed
It's sad to see what's happened, but I think ending our relationship was necessary.

My thoughts are heavy, I'm told I should move on
I can't stop thinking about what happened and people tell me I should move on.

And I know it's petty, but to be honest...
I know it's small in the grand scheme of things, but honestly...

You should cry about it
You should take time to process your emotions about our breakup and let yourself cry.

Yeah you should cry about it
Yes, it's okay and healthy to cry about it.

Shed your tears like I did and feel how I feel
Let yourself cry so you can understand and feel the depth of my emotions.

The past is the past
We can't change what happened in the past.

Let's leave it like that, cause that's where it belongs right?
We should leave the past in the past, because that's where it belongs.

I'm sick of temptations and vices
I'm tired of trying to replace you with unhealthy habits and activities.

But those feel better than the long nights
But those activities feel better than dealing with the long and lonely nights without you.

You wanna be friends you said?
You suggested that we should try to become friends.

And I should pretend that I'm cool with it
And I should pretend like it doesn't bother me.

I left it on read instead
I didn't respond to that message and kept my thoughts to myself.

Cause I don't want nothing to do with it
Because I don't want any further involvement or communication with you.

And neither should you
And you need to accept and respect my choice as well.

So what's the next move?
What should we do now?

To tell you the truth
Honestly...

Between me and you...well
Just between us...

No sainthood for sinners
No one is perfect, no matter how good they try to be.

No justice I'm bitter
I feel like the situation wasn't fair to me and I'm resentful.

I guess that I'll take the loss
I accept the loss of our relationship and move on.

Aint no sainthood for sinners
No one is perfect or exempt from mistakes and wrongdoings.

No trophies for quitters
No recognition or reward for those who give up and quit.

I guess that we're better off...
I guess it's best that we're no longer together.

We'll heal, but not yet
Our emotional wounds will eventually heal, but we're not there yet.

Yeah you should cry about it
You should take time to process your feelings and let yourself cry if needed.