Ankle Deep
I didn't tell my mama
What you looked like
She knew you studied arts
She thought you'd have a mohawk
Instead she got a shock when you stepped out of your car
Wearing a button down shirt
That didn't stop you breaking my heart a couple of times
Cause it just don't work like that
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
...
You're not like the last one
He fell for my best friend
And the one before
He pulled the pin
It seems you're all never sure if you even loved me
But I doubt that
Maybe it's just fear of commitment or rejection
So you hurt me first and
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
...
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
What you looked like
She knew you studied arts
She thought you'd have a mohawk
Instead she got a shock when you stepped out of your car
Wearing a button down shirt
That didn't stop you breaking my heart a couple of times
Cause it just don't work like that
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
...
You're not like the last one
He fell for my best friend
And the one before
He pulled the pin
It seems you're all never sure if you even loved me
But I doubt that
Maybe it's just fear of commitment or rejection
So you hurt me first and
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
...
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Am I too honest?
Airing our dirty laundry
Now we're ankle deep in it
You did this
Now promise me
That you'll fix it
I really, really can't believe
That you did this
I'm holding you to your fucking word
That you'll fix it
Credits
Writer(s): Melodie Marsh
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