Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
India Lake
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
India Kilgore
Songwriter
Charlie Klarsfeld
Songwriter
Michael Tighe
Songwriter
Justin Wands
Songwriter
Lyrics
A wretched expression
A bullet train
Pride on the scale but it's all in vain
Master of silence come save the day
But he never says what he needs to say
Chasing paper trails you think I left for you
And fall down waterfalls you filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Sick of you trying to fuck my friends
Not comprehending the songs I send
Always forgetting which drink I get
Since you’re asking
Yes I faked it
Standing me up at three restaurants
Praying that you'd prove my parents wrong
Asking me when you would get a song
Since you’re asking
Hope you hate it
Chasing paper trails you think I left for you
And fall down waterfalls you filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Filled with my perfume
Thinking of all the mistakes you made
Missing our stop on a moving train
Chasing paper trails you think I left for you
And fall down waterfalls you filled with my perfume
Written by: Charlie Klarsfeld, India Kilgore, Justin Wands, Michael Tighe
