Native Speaker
We're living in a fascist state
But I still go on dinner dates
They're a hometown and some hobbies
Then they leave and they don't call me
And my first love was hotter than hell
Now I screw losers in a twin XL
They don't make love, they only make haste
Pretend I didn't finish save some face
Cause when they touch me,
I can tell they learned how to do this
With someone else's body
I can feel their love for other women on me
And I hope you curse your new lovers with the same
I hope my memory crawls on their skin while they're saying your name
Oh, cause you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
I know I am a total mess
And my songs don't pass the Bechdel test
The thought of you is a traumatic brain injury
Are you scared of what you've done to me?
You're poisoned by that Ivy
Never again to be inside me
So you make me waste my life
Still in love with someone that I don't even like, no
Cause when they touch me,
I can tell they learned how to do this
With someone else's body
I can feel their love for other women on me
And I hope you curse your new lovers with the same
I hope my memory crawls on their skin while they're saying your name
Oh, cause you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
Yeah, you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
But I still go on dinner dates
They're a hometown and some hobbies
Then they leave and they don't call me
And my first love was hotter than hell
Now I screw losers in a twin XL
They don't make love, they only make haste
Pretend I didn't finish save some face
Cause when they touch me,
I can tell they learned how to do this
With someone else's body
I can feel their love for other women on me
And I hope you curse your new lovers with the same
I hope my memory crawls on their skin while they're saying your name
Oh, cause you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
I know I am a total mess
And my songs don't pass the Bechdel test
The thought of you is a traumatic brain injury
Are you scared of what you've done to me?
You're poisoned by that Ivy
Never again to be inside me
So you make me waste my life
Still in love with someone that I don't even like, no
Cause when they touch me,
I can tell they learned how to do this
With someone else's body
I can feel their love for other women on me
And I hope you curse your new lovers with the same
I hope my memory crawls on their skin while they're saying your name
Oh, cause you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
Yeah, you and I wrote our language of love together
And you are the one
And I'm missing the tongue
Of my native speaker
My native speaker
Credits
Writer(s): Kelsey Ferrell
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