Blame It On The Moon
I love to make friends with my exs exs
And mix my golds and silvers really hurt my liver
No ones ever really listening to each other
They're waiting for their turn to talk about whatever
I know cause all of this that I'm a bad lover
When I let it wash over me I almost drowned and now I can't ever get to the surface
I get attached to hotels and certain smells
But if my walls are up then what's the purpose
Telling myself don't fix something that's not broken
So impatient that I can't live in the moment
I like to wait at destination airports
When I don't wanna go home, when the trip felt too short
Overthinking again
Cause I don't know a lot about the important things that truly really matter
Blame it on the moon cause it's a good cover
When I let it wash over me I almost drowned and now I can't ever get to the surface
I get attached to hotels and certain smells
But if my walls are up then what's the purpose
Telling myself don't fix something that's not broken
So impatient that I can't live in the moment
Bleached my hair again and it made me feel lighter
Set my money aflame just to spite her
Tried to be nostalgic I can barely remember Anything that truly really matters
Blame it on the moon cause it's a good cover
And mix my golds and silvers really hurt my liver
No ones ever really listening to each other
They're waiting for their turn to talk about whatever
I know cause all of this that I'm a bad lover
When I let it wash over me I almost drowned and now I can't ever get to the surface
I get attached to hotels and certain smells
But if my walls are up then what's the purpose
Telling myself don't fix something that's not broken
So impatient that I can't live in the moment
I like to wait at destination airports
When I don't wanna go home, when the trip felt too short
Overthinking again
Cause I don't know a lot about the important things that truly really matter
Blame it on the moon cause it's a good cover
When I let it wash over me I almost drowned and now I can't ever get to the surface
I get attached to hotels and certain smells
But if my walls are up then what's the purpose
Telling myself don't fix something that's not broken
So impatient that I can't live in the moment
Bleached my hair again and it made me feel lighter
Set my money aflame just to spite her
Tried to be nostalgic I can barely remember Anything that truly really matters
Blame it on the moon cause it's a good cover
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Writer(s): Jessie Vickery
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