Letra

Sunshine over the counter again The bank's running low I don't want your looks I don't want your candy I want your medicine I've been waiting for something good to really happen It's the way it's always been Or the way it's never been I'm a coward at heart with some good excuses Sending my surrogate Stick you with a pen Cut you with some paper Feeling braver drinking gin I know just what to say after we're together It's the way I've always been Showing little to no skin Good girl Got some bad in her Cussing like a drunk Driving with her knees Quarter to quarter Dealing with the torture Of living high To not feel low Spending more to not feel broke I'm the middle child Of fear and democracy I'm making my religion proud Keep it to yourself Keep it in the family Keep your loud voice down Is the room getting smaller Or is it just your daughter? Laying the blueprint out Raise no question, feel no doubt Good girl Got some bad in her Green ink heart On her lower back Knife in the toaster Didn't know it could kill her Living high To not feel low Saying you know what you don't Whose love and whose dime Is paying for it this time? A little tall for your grade Overworked and underpaid Bad girl Got some good in her Cussing like a drunk Driving with her knees Quarter to quarter Dealing with the torture Of living high to not feel low Bad girl Got some good in her Got some guilt too You'll see if you're looking Losing grip And skipping dinners Don't you remember feeling low? When it got hard to say no Living high to not feel So low Sunshine over the counter again Sunshine over the counter again
Writer(s): Madison Cunningham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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