Queen of Hearts

I keep wishing I’d had known better than to stay up late with you

Tell me how you adore me but how I’m too boring, like you’ve got something to prove

You’ve always seen through my disguise

In ways I can’t recognize you turned me to a fucking puppet and it’s not the way that I

Want to be seen, like I’m caught somewhere between my moral compass

And your behaviour since the age of seventeen

I keep wishing I’d had known better than to stay up late with you

Tell me how you adore me but how I’m too boring, like you’ve got something to prove

It never matters what I say, but it don’t matter anyway

Cause out of all your options you chose the one road without me

These talks we have don’t seem, to guide me out from in between this narrow space

I’m trying to flee from and how my words escape from me

I keep wishing I had known better than to stay up late with you

Tell me how you adore me but how I’m too boring, like you’ve got something to prove

Cause I always felt neglected and I was always what was wrong

But had you really gotten close to me you’d known this all along

I keep wishing I had known better than to stay up late with you

Tell me how you adore me but how I’m too boring, like you’ve got something to prove

Cause I always felt neglected and I was always what was wrong

But had you really gotten close to me you’d known this all along

Cause I always felt neglected and I was always what was wrong

But had you really gotten close to me you’d known this all along