Catcall

Catcall, pick the same or not at all
You were never really all that fun
Big heart, even bigger at the bar
He just started and he's far from done
Bleed red, rather fighting it than dead
When the hammers in your head won't flee
End texts, is it love or is it sex
When the writers of the cheques agree with me

Plush

Sell me something stronger, and if I end up under
Then I don't want you to follow me down
Selfish, make your shot and blow a kiss
It was only ever gonna go wrong
Glow green, jealous habit but it's mean
Running over and it's almost gone
Cry out, breathing getting thicker
Heart's beating at a pace won't stop
Left scared cause she really overshared
If they vanish then it's all undone

Like Plush



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Writer(s): Jennifer Finlay
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