Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gillian Blutt
Songwriter
Eben D'Amico
Songwriter
Jesse Blum
Songwriter
Lyrics
I don't think I ever really wanna go and fall in love again
I've made an art of being on my own
But maybe if you wanna we can take a night and play pretend
Cause I'm touch-starved and tired of being alone
Yeah I been looking up and down and all across these empty roads
Oh just to feel something more than hurt
I think I caught a glimpse of something (really only heaven knows)
In the space between your socks and your short skirt
So If nothing means anything at all
Then all your tragedies are empty blessings
Don't hold your breath I never fall for that 'cause
I spend my whole life second guessing
Every now and then I think I might've found a reason why
Everything I touch turns to shit
But people never change I mean I guess at least that I could try to or something
But you don't even know the half of it
So if nothing means anything at all
Then all your tragedies are empty blessings
Don't hold your breath I never fall for that cause
I spend my whole life second guessing
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
So if nothing means anything at all
Then all your tragedies are empty blessings
Don't hold your breath I never fall for that cause
I spend my whole life second guessing
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
Don't find me I wanna be lost
Stop the world I wanna get off
Written by: Eben D'Amico, Gillian Blutt, Jesse Blum