Acetone
I was down, I was out on my own (on my own)
Feelin' small, my heart was like a stone (just like a stone, just like a stone)
Skinny Love, Skinny Love in my headphones
Pullin' knives, pullin' knives from my backbone
Livin' life, livin' life in monochrome
I'm past it, closed casket
How did we get this far?
Foot on the gas, we're bound to crash
Forgettin' who you are
And be honest and, oh god, it's true, oh
I don't miss you anymore
Wastin' time, trace the cracks on the floor (on the floor)
So I cut my hair, throw out my shirts you wore (shirts you wore)
Blow it up, blow it up, you text my phone
Cover up, cover up in jet black clothes
Memories, memories in acetone (acetone)
I'm past it, closed casket
How did we get this far?
Foot on the gas, we're bound to crash
Forgettin' who you are
And be honest and, oh god, it's true, oh
I don't miss you anymore
And ten states away in Hollywood
You'll change your hair just 'cause you could
And don't say that you're misunderstood
And be honest and, oh god, it's true
And ten states away in Hollywood
And you'll change your hair just 'cause you could
And don't say that you're misunderstood
And be honest and, oh god, it's true
I don't miss you anymore
And oh, ooh
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
Feelin' small, my heart was like a stone (just like a stone, just like a stone)
Skinny Love, Skinny Love in my headphones
Pullin' knives, pullin' knives from my backbone
Livin' life, livin' life in monochrome
I'm past it, closed casket
How did we get this far?
Foot on the gas, we're bound to crash
Forgettin' who you are
And be honest and, oh god, it's true, oh
I don't miss you anymore
Wastin' time, trace the cracks on the floor (on the floor)
So I cut my hair, throw out my shirts you wore (shirts you wore)
Blow it up, blow it up, you text my phone
Cover up, cover up in jet black clothes
Memories, memories in acetone (acetone)
I'm past it, closed casket
How did we get this far?
Foot on the gas, we're bound to crash
Forgettin' who you are
And be honest and, oh god, it's true, oh
I don't miss you anymore
And ten states away in Hollywood
You'll change your hair just 'cause you could
And don't say that you're misunderstood
And be honest and, oh god, it's true
And ten states away in Hollywood
And you'll change your hair just 'cause you could
And don't say that you're misunderstood
And be honest and, oh god, it's true
I don't miss you anymore
And oh, ooh
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Kimball, Landon Conrath
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