歌詞

I feel your skin, you pace my mind
You drag me down, it hurt my pride
We fight, we fuck, make up sometimes
You try to run, laces untied
I try to fight the feeling, but no
Don't want to give a reason to go
Outside, burning, dreaming of snow
I wish you would tell me what you mean

Got my heart blown to smithereens
See the mess you made of me
Looking in the mirror, never liking what you see
Fucking waste of time, wish there was somewhere that I could be
I wish you would tell me what you mean

Got me hanging off the side
Got me tryna hold on
But it feels like the ceiling's head high
Can't stand up in my own home
Yeah, you got me hanging off the side
Got me tryna hold on
But it feels like the ceiling's head high
Can't stand up in my own home

I take you up to floor two, baby, I adore you
I might do the dishes and the chores too, yeah, I should've called
Yeah, when it rains, it pours too
I'm seeing red, now it's all blue
Love you, can't afford you
Lying to restore the truth
Sky looking horrible
Laying on your stomach still
Be with you tomorrow
When I try and answer, say the question was rhetorical
I wish you would tell me what you mean

Got me hanging off the side
Got me tryna hold on
But it feels like the ceiling's head high
Can't stand up in my own home
Yeah, you got me hanging off the side
Got me tryna hold on
But it feels like the ceiling's head high
Can't stand up in my own home

Why do you gotta fucking take so long?
It's been hours, I've been waiting here
You can never do no wrong
Why do you gotta fucking take so long?
It's been hours, I've been waiting here
You can never do no wrong

Writer(s): Jesse Nathaniel Greenway Bailey, Jonah Stevens, Cajm Pickering, Maxwell Frith

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