Lyrics

Drunk dial, then I wish that you would It's such a pretty house in a pretty yard in a pretty neighborhood Goddammit, I wish that it were A metaphor for a feeling or the hard cover of your new memoir Oh, oh, my God, look at all the stuff you've got Does it make your loneliness more bearable? You look a lot like me, but remiss the oft anxiety Sated, and I wish that I was Better go, better go, better go without me 'Cause I don't, I don't, I don't know the thing to say It's all demand 'til they need where your body stands Guess I ain't using my body anyway Guess I ain't using my body anyway Anyway, so tired and I wish that I was Anyone in another state in another place in another neighborhood Goddammit, who's taking you home? Goddamnit, I wish that I could, no, no, no Oh, my God, you got everything you wanted Even a bloodless diamond rock, who would've thought? You look a lot like you, but maybe I also do, and If the house is glass, then I am not (why?) Better go, better go, better go without me 'Cause I don't, I don't, I don't know the thing to say It's all demand 'til they need where your body stands Guess I ain't using my body anyway Guess I ain't using my body anyway Anyway, one by fire and one by plague Don't think that I'll see you again But I don't mind it as I once did I push the door 'cause it opens in All my tenson taut and inhabited, yes Oh, my God, another brownstone city block Pull out the playground, build a lot if they're smart You say 'cause you've got to live, and I cared, and you never did Hope your computer keeps you warm where I could not Hope your computer keeps you warm where I could not Better go, better go, better go without me 'Cause I don't, I don't, I don't know the thing to say It's all demand 'til they need where your body stands Guess I ain't using my body anyway Guess I ain't using my body anyway
Writer(s): Mallory Blum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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