We'll drown in small talk
I'll pretend you weren't mine the night before
Blow off plans like you can't read me
Like I wasn't wanting more
I think I wanted more
Swallow my guilt 'til I am curled up in a ball and nauseous
'Cause I don't wanna face that that was probably my subconscious mind
Does that mean it's right?
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If you weren't next to me, gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain when I'm asleep and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer or maybe just your bitch
Recounting every interaction like it changes things
The times you grazed my arms don't just feel like nothing anymore
God, I'm such a bore
Is it worse we weren't in bed? I held your hand and promised
That I loved you, and I still do if we're being honest
Will I ever be honest? (Will I ever be honest?)
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If you weren't next to me, gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain when I'm asleep and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer or maybe just your bitch
And I don't have you, but I want you
I don't know you, but I want to
See you clearer than you were then
In the back of my head
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If you weren't next to me, gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain when I'm asleep and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer or maybe just your bitch
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