I don't see me mad at situations, I see me turn and walk away I see a tattoo on my right thigh that I will probably regret one day Yeah, I will probably regret one day But now, I am happy to be bonding in a kitchen with my friends A spool of thread, a few more good vibes, a safety pin and a ballpoint pen A safety pin and a ballpoint pen A safety pin and a ballpoint pen And a ballpoint pen
But there are answers here, they're just harder to figure out Since all your questions got harder to dodge and dip around And there is nothing wrong with my lifestyle No matter how many times I tell myself to breathe in, hold it, hold it, now let it out, now let it out
One day I will realize I don't need this because it is just not who I am Until that day comes, I'll keep my eyes closed, and I will try to feel all of the effects Yeah, I will try to feel all of the effects And now I am talking way too fast and a little bit louder than I should, Trying to say thank you for understanding my side of the story the best that you could My side of the story the best that you could My side of the story the best that you could The best that you could
But there are answers here, they're just harder to figure out Since all your questions got harder to dodge and dip around And there is nothing wrong with your lifestyle No matter how many times they tell themselves just breathe in, hold it, hold it, now let it out
And this is how the cool boyfriend sits in the passenger seat of his girlfriend's car He's lookin' at me, I wish the light would turn green, set me free, oh set me free, oh set me Teach my rolling veins where there's a will, there is a way Just cut me open, let me drain, oh let me drain, oh let me drain, oh let me
I'll move to Florida, and I'll buy a brand new pick-up truck And I'll tint all the windows including the driver's side Now you can't see me, so you can't touch me When I sit at the red light and watch your boyfriend wonder if I'm inside If I am dead insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
