Nosebleed

My clothes, my hair
Change it up every couple of years
What a thrill and boy does it get me there

A white shirt, nosebleed
I got tired of wearing it on my sleeve
And my jeans too, yeah it got everywhere

No one's got a plan
They're all here just getting by
And buying houseplants
In love with a man
Cause he smokes rolled cigarettes
And lets her hair down

But I'm not like that

Buzzcut, lofi
What I need is more noise in my life
If I was bleeding out would you leave me there?

In my red clothes, concrete
Get it off me with a bucket of bleach
I didn't mean to get myself everywhere

No one's got a plan
They're all here just getting by
And buying houseplants
In love with a man
Cause he smokes rolled cigarettes
And lets her hair down

But I'm not like that



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Borsellino
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