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EXHAUSTED (Single)
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EXHAUSTED (Single) was released on July 18, 2025 by Tig Ol' Biddies as a part of the album EXHAUSTED (Single) - Single
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Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelTig Ol' Biddies
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Rosenzweig
Ella Rosenzweig
Bassoon
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ella Rosenzweig
Ella Rosenzweig
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ella Rosenzweig
Ella Rosenzweig
Producer

Lyrics

Am I pretty when I cry
'Cause it's what you make me do
Stabbing through my bruises
How embarrassing for you
I wonder what you know
And what you make up for comfort
Maybe you're why I'm a ghost
Saying things like"I never loved her"
Do you sit down and make fun of her
To her face and don't tell her what she's worth
Do you break her down so you don't break yourself
Do you point the blame til' you're all by yourself
Do you lie with intent or to protect
Your mind from feeling oh-so reject
God, please, tell me, make it make sense
'Cause I'm so exhausted of being left
I'm so exhausted of being left
Are you pretty when you're tired
'Cause you must be exhausted
Creepin' in on me front and center
Even though you claim to hate the view
But don't worry I won't go and tell your friends
But just remember that I have your home address
I can't help you if you don't love yourself
Keep hating me if it treats you well"Clueless rich white girl with attachment issues"
You're only punching up 'cause no one gets you
I almost feel bad for her
Well I would if I didn't know my worth
Do you sit down and make fun of her
To her face and don't tell her what she's worth
Do you break her down so you don't break yourself
Do you point the blame til' you're all by yourself
Do you lie with intent or to protect
Your mind from feeling oh-so reject
God, please, tell me, make it make sense
'Cause I bet you're exhausted of being left
I don't think it's a secret
I'm scared of people leaving
And, now, I wouldn't be so vicious
But you lied about the reason
At least that's what I see
When she's staring back at me
With all the things I wanted
Guess I'm gone, but not forgotten
I saw the future and I saw it white
But you didn't have the decency to pull me from my foresight
My funeral as held in your bed
I think the sheets are turning red
You ripped into my skin
With the pages you tore from within
From within
Do you sit down and make fun of her
To her face and don't tell her what she's worth
Do you break her down so you don't break yourself
Do you point the blame til' you're all by yourself
Do you lie with intent or to protect
Your mind from feeling oh-so reject
God, please, tell me, make it make sense
'Cause I bet you're exhausted of being left
Written by: Ella Rosenzweig
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