On Being Complicated

You've got a habit of wondering
Overthinking things, til you ruin them
You've got a habit...see?
You've gotta have it at least once a day
Or you get scared that he'll go away.
You've got a habit... of closing in.

It's half past one. you're barely awake
And notice how your roots are growing in
You want to be loved. no. you want to be alone
In this restless state of grace

You've got a habit of thinking quick
Making friends and then unmaking them
You've got a habit of being complicated.