1. |
Neck
03:41
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Running out the park to a strangers stoop
put your head on my lap and we talked till 2
i like how i never need to smoke with you
and how you watch shit movies but ur still so cool
i can’t get through a day this week
without your name stuck in my teeth
i want your hands around my neck
i wanna talk until theres no air left
You talk like you’ve got nothing left to lose
and you could break my heart if i thought that were true
i feel like an angel when your in my room
but i still hope a better girl can get to you
i can’t get through night of sleep
without your face in all my dreams
i want your hands around my neck
i wanna walk until theres nowhere left
I cant quite tell if i know you
Or if im even supposed to
But if you want me to hold you
Nothings real outside my window
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2. |
Kitchen Knife
03:37
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when I send him a song he doesn’t like
he makes me feel like I’ve ruined his fucking night
I only saw him cry a couple times
he was holding an onion and a kitchen knife
he tells his friends things are easy ‘cause we never fight
but why should I bother if he's always right
sometimes I just wanna shrink until I’m out of sight
stay up for hours once you’ve turned off the lights
I feel so sorry for wasting your time
the girl you wanted i just couldn’t find
I feel so sorry for wasting my time
the girl that I wanted got left behind
I’m surprised how in pictures I’m not as young
would he still find me pretty if I don’t hold my tongue
why does the day always end before I'm done
why does going to bed still feel like you’ve won
I feel so sorry for wasting your time
the girl you wanted i just couldn’t find
I feel so sorry for wasting my time
the girl that I wanted had always been mine
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3. |
Just a Body
03:23
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i told you something in my brain didn’t feel right
empty stomach beer and coffee and I’ve only been sleeping light
wanna leave our conversation all white
but i still worried thinking bout you alone all night
its never clear how much it matters if its me
you said we don’t have to fuck but i would love your company
The taste of your spit erases who i used to be
Im just a body in your bed because you need something to squeeze
2 nights this week i saw you at a party in my room
it was a dream but i still felt held while hugging you
but in the morning all our texts are still blue
i've never been the type who didn’t think things through
its never clear how much it matters if its me
you said we don’t have to fuck but this time i would love your company
Seen you do this countless times but i never thought id be
just a body in your bed because you need something to squeeze
im just a body in your bed it makes it makes no difference to me
To be a body in your bed i will do anything you please
im just a body in your bed and you’ve gotten when you need
And now thats all i'll ever be
im just a body in your bed because you need something to squeeze
im just a body in your bed and you’ve gotten when you need
im just a body in your bed because you need something to squeeze
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4. |
96 Lbs
03:37
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96 pounds when you laid me down i wanted you to swallow me whole
so easy to agree i let you wash over me till i was smooth then gone
i couldn’t even write cuz we didn’t ever fight but still it was all so wrong
porcelain paper thin you spit me out like medicine
you’d let me in, feel something, next day we’rre strangers again
I feel so ashamed when i cant keep u entertained
But nothing works to please you when you start to get this way
I’ll make it a movie its your lover i would play
Just to hear u love me, i dont trust a word u say
Ahhh
you’re a mixed bag and and i can take it bad cuz when we’re good you're god
oh my dear if you if u don’t wanna hear i guess you’ve already won
you stare at your phone and listen to me drone on and on and on and on
my love is wearing thin touch me making my skin itch
you’d let me in, feel something, next day we're strangers again
ahhh
I feel so ashamed when i cant keep u entertained
But nothing works to please you when you start to get this way
We could make a movie its your lover i would play
And if you don’t enjoy it baby i’ll still take the blame
you stare at your phone and listen to me drone on and on and on
you stare at your phone and listen to me drone on and on and on
you stare at your phone and listen to me drone on and on and on
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5. |
Pretty Easy
02:57
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october went by slower than i could take
my frequent lying’s the only thing i didn’t fake
id tell you enough just to keep you in the loop
I wasn’t ready to say we were through
pretty easy
i swore my stability
only
so you couldn’t
call me
crazy
easy pretty
i swore my stability
but this time
i hope
you don’t
think of me
you spent the night with me after i cut things off
Were you fake crying? or just not so tough
2am i should have asked you to leave when you said thank god this ended mutually
We both know you’re lying but over the sound of crying i could only wish for truth
easy pretty
I swore my stability
only
so you
wouldn’t worry
pretty easy
i swore my stability
this time
all i
hope is
that you heard me
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6. |
Before Bed
02:44
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kiss me on the head
tell me i'm the best you’ve ever had
forget the rest
like how last week i dreamt about your death
dirty laundry and all my regret
brushed aside aside before we go to bed
i'd rather tell myself that you're forgiven
than tell myself i gave in
fuck me like a doll
and i don't have to care at all
i have other ppl i use to feel human
And i call them when you don't find me amusing
I'll be up till 5
Wondering if you feel bad bout last night
Push that aside
And fantasize about being your bride
id rather tell myself your forgiven
than have to tell my friends “i let him”
id rather tell myself your forgiven
that tell myself “i let him”
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