1. |
Sweater
02:32
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I feel like I could disappear
No one would ever know I was here
Drown in another bottle of wine
But if you ask me, I'll say that I'm fine
It's so hard to be here
My heart it aches oh
and it's so hard to be alone, alone, alone
I'll go to Target and I'll get a sweater
Right now, somehow, that'll make me feel better
I'm always changing up my mind
to the next, and the next, and the next, and the next
It's so hard to be here
My heart it aches oh
and it's so hard to be alone, alone, alone
Remind me why I thought this was a good idea
Broke and alone just wishing that you were here
It's not very feminist of me
Letting you wear my heart on your sleeve
with no fucking boundaries
I thought that I learned better at 23
What the hell is wrong with me?
It's so hard to be here
My heart it aches oh
and it's so hard to be alone, alone, alone
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2. |
How Dare You
02:39
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How dare you want to after this long
I was a good friend but you went and broke my heart
Time passes and people change
Like molasses, moving slow and leaving stains
Tread lightly, but leave some space
For those inviting, you never know who leaves or stays
How dare you want to after this long
I was a good friend but you went and broke my heart
Is it too late to do all the things we missed out on?
Leave behind toxic friends and feel real brave
I must admit though not knowing you is really strange
Finding out years later that you haven’t changed
Guess I was right though
How dare you want to after this long
I was a good friend but you went and broke my heart
Is it too late to do all the things we missed out on?
Na Na Na Na Na x8
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3. |
Growing Up
02:25
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Spent my life trying to be someone you were proud of
Somewhere in between there, I grew up
Learned that your approval was not something I could have
Decided I would try my best to love myself
When I see you in the mirror I want to punch the glass
I don’t want to have your nose and your eyes
Your internalized misogyny’s affected me
When I hate you the most, I remember us at Rural King
You’d hold my hand in the parking lot, stop at the popcorn machine
My good memories kind of stop there, it’s really sad
I’ll never be daddy’s little girl ever again
When I see you in the mirror I want to punch the glass
I don’t want to have your nose and your eyes
Your internalized misogyny’s affected me
and how I see myself and other girls
I’m not a slut and nor is she
and even if I was, that’s okay too
I can’t take your shitty point of view
'Cause now I’m older
I still feel the weight of the toxic masculinity flowing through your veins
I promise you you’re not gonna pray my gay away
One day I’ll forgive you, but today’s not that day
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4. |
Blue Eyes
03:23
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Baby's got blue eyes
I think about them all night
Now my baby's got green eyes
'cause they change in the sunlight
Always want to be by your side
Promise that I won't bite
Ooo
Ba ba ba
x2
I want to love you more than I have
anyone ever and I want to tell you
that forever would be better spent together
But I'm scared to, I'm scared to, I'm scared to
Do you think about me too
when you're alone in your room?
I think of all that we've been through
and we deserve each other's love
Ooo
Ba ba ba
x2
I want to love you more than I have
anyone ever and I want to tell you
that forever would be better spent together
But I'm scared to, I'm scared to, I'm scared to
Brush the hair away from your eyes
You look so cute in the morning light
Don't care what happens baby now I
have fallen for your blue eyes
I want to love you more than I have
anyone ever and I want to tell you
that forever would be better spent together with you
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5. |
World on Fire
02:37
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The world’s on fire and I’m stuck inside my room
We’re getting a wake-up call to what we always knew
People choose to ignore it when it works for them
which is why the worlds gonna end by the time I’m having kids
Why does holding a gun make you feel like you can do what you want
Why can’t I go outside at night without pepper spray or a knife
x2
Choosing between two predators for president
and they’re both cis white men too
I haven’t seen my therapist in weeks
but what could they do?
The worl's on fire and I’m stuck inside my room
Why does holding a gun make you feel like you can do what you want
Why can’t I go outside at night without pepper spray or a knife
x2
Why does holding a gun make you feel like you can do what you want
Why can’t I go outside at night without pepper spray or a knife
x2
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6. |
Maybe
02:42
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Hey, wait a minute, cause I really wanna talk about it
And, I think, that the least you owe me is a conversation
No one warns you how hard it’s gonna be
How many weeks 'til you speak to me?
How many days 'til I give up?
Waiting for you to give a fuck
I keep on waiting to hear my phone ring
but I don’t and it’s probably a good thing
Less chance for you to hurt me again
but maybe I could just be your friend?
Maybe I could just be your
Take a deep breath and another couple drinks
Still can’t believe the way you left me, but I’m getting over it
No one warns you how hard it’s gonna be
How many weeks 'til you speak to me?
How many days 'til I give up?
Waiting for you to give a fuck
I keep on waiting to hear my phone ring
but I don’t and it’s probably a good thing
Less chance for you to hurt me again
but maybe I could just be your friend?
Maybe I could just be your
Growing up has turned into a job
Falling in love never seemed so hard
You said lady bugs were your lucky charms
while I was laying in your arms
No one warns you how hard it’s gonna be
How many weeks 'til you speak to me?
How many days 'til I give up?
Waiting for you to give a fuck
I keep on waiting to hear my phone ring
but I don’t and it’s probably a good thing
Less chance for you to hurt me again
but maybe I could just be your friend?
Maybe I could just be your
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7. |
Happier Than Ever
02:18
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You call me again, drunk in your Benz
Driving home under the influence
You scared me to death, but I'm wasting my breath
'Cause you only listen to your fucking
I don't relate to you
I don't relate to you, no
'Cause I'd never treat me this shitty
You made me hate this city
And I don't talk shit about you on the internet
Never told anyone anything bad
'Cause that shit's embarrassing, you were my everything
And all that you did was make me fucking sad
So don't waste the time I don't have
And don't try to make me feel bad
I could talk about every time that you showed up on time
But I'd have an empty line 'cause you never did
Never paid any mind to my mother or friends
So I shut 'em all out for you 'cause I was a kid
You ruined everything good
Always said you were misunderstood
Made all my moments your own
Just fucking leave me alone
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8. |
The Pink Tax
02:21
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Grew up so privileged
Never had a clue and still doesn’t
You represent all of the men
I wish I could teach a lesson
I’m so sick of men making all the decisions
the pink tax, and my derision with the state of
the country that I live in
Fuck
The only way a woman gets what she gets
is her ass, face, or tits
No way she could be actually funny
smart or cool or have her own money
I’m so sick of men making all the decisions
the pink tax, and my derision with the state of
the country that I live in
Fuck
I’m so sick of men telling me that I can't sing
play drums, and discrediting women when they come forward
and say that your bro hurt them
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