Caraphernelia
Sunshine
There ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night
(But there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and you've decided
There is so much more than me (oh)
And, baby, honestly, it's harder breathing next to you
I shake, brought a gun, and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my heart
It's beating for you anyway
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Ooh-whoa-oh
Nobody prays for the worthless (no)
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
(You're learning how to taste what you kill now)
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give right back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall, and just throw
Oh, no
You can't just throw me away
Oh (ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that I'll catch you
And what's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
What if I don't even want to?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give right back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
I'm bitter as I leave, uh (oh-oh)
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
(What's so good about -, what's so good about -, oh, no)
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh-ooh)
There ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night
(But there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and you've decided
There is so much more than me (oh)
And, baby, honestly, it's harder breathing next to you
I shake, brought a gun, and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my heart
It's beating for you anyway
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Ooh-whoa-oh
Nobody prays for the worthless (no)
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
(You're learning how to taste what you kill now)
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give right back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall, and just throw
Oh, no
You can't just throw me away
Oh (ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that I'll catch you
And what's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
What if I don't even want to?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh)
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give right back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
I'm bitter as I leave, uh (oh-oh)
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
(What's so good about -, what's so good about -, oh, no)
What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh-ooh)
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Writer(s): Michael Fuentes, Victor Fuentes
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