Worry
I'll wait until you get home to pull my head from the oven
Most days we wear such heavy boots, we melt straight from the ceiling
But every day you scoop me up and mold me into something new
Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so
Please don't go
You sprout from my throat, past my lips
I miss you whenever you're not between my fingertips
Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so
Most days we wear such heavy boots, we melt straight from the ceiling
But every day you scoop me up and mold me into something new
Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so
Please don't go
You sprout from my throat, past my lips
I miss you whenever you're not between my fingertips
Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so
Credits
Writer(s): Nicole Boychuk, Ashton Burns, Matt Wayne, Byron Mayer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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