Oh My

Invite me over, I'm sober
Always been good at expert timing
And no more bleeding, stop seeking
No more basis for absently drinking
And use for words is out the door
Oh my, oh my, oh my
And call it quits, chicken shit
Oh my, oh my, oh, oh my
House too full got me spinning all around and around
Looking for an easy way out
Thought that I would be gone by now
I'm scribbling words down like mad for the next appearing crush
Guess I never really left at all
And falling back asleep just sounds so sweet
But I really gotta take this call
I'm scribbling words down like mad for the next appearing crush
Hope I don't get torn to shreds
And losing all my teeth, though fun in dreams
Isn't much a trip for me
Invite me over, I'm a loser
Never been made for pin-up posters
Just nailed in stucco, no feelings
Maybe less dimensions is what I'm needing
Cheap skirts, painted nails, painted face
Painted like a happy situation
And I still hate, and I still run from things I can't change
I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't
I'm scribbling words down like mad for the next appearing crush
Guess I never really left at all
And falling back asleep just sounds so sweet
But I really gotta take this call
Never really lessons for me
I never got it in my head that I'm too much for myself
And even screaming to death
And trying harder for tears, or showing something I care
I'm scribbling words down like mad for the next appearing crush
Hope I make it out alive
Buried under and six feet deep, full of love and peace at least
Calling back from Hell sometimes



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Watson-pratt
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