Hair Dye
I don't want small talk, don't wanna see them
Every day I type shit, I don't ever send none
Chipped nails, nicotine, she haunts my caller ID
Ghost with no shell, phantom pain
Tell her talk to me, all work no (play)
Everybody watching, promise no peaking
Look into your eyes, don't let em start leaking
If we're going too fast, I don't wanna slow down
Tear my heart out, just keep it on the low down
Pretty face, red eyes, black hoodie, hair dye
Say you'll make time but I know that's a lie
Said she like my beats, well tell her that I sing too
Hit my line up, let it ring when she gives me that look
When we're off too many
Anxieties killing me, clouding my memory
Clouding my memory
Ghost with no shell, phantom pain
Tell her talk to me, all work no (play)
Everybody watching, promise no peaking
Look into your eyes, don't let em start leaking
If we're going too fast, I don't wanna slow down
Tear my heart out, just keep it on the low down
Pretty face, red eyes, black hoodie, hair dye
(Black hoodie, hair dye)
(Dummy)
My friends say you're bad for me and I know they're right
My momma would hate you, tell myself its fine
(ehh that's a bit much)
Cause you give me muse, and that's what I like
Keep typing these songs, and I'll never-
When I'm drunk I think I love you
Awake I wanna be alone
Back and forth, fiending for something
Can't control my tone
Another fuckboy gonna test
I know you love to solve problems
Somebody's gonna need you more
And I know you'll love them
(Toothpaste, hey hey!)
Every day I type shit, I don't ever send none
Chipped nails, nicotine, she haunts my caller ID
Ghost with no shell, phantom pain
Tell her talk to me, all work no (play)
Everybody watching, promise no peaking
Look into your eyes, don't let em start leaking
If we're going too fast, I don't wanna slow down
Tear my heart out, just keep it on the low down
Pretty face, red eyes, black hoodie, hair dye
Say you'll make time but I know that's a lie
Said she like my beats, well tell her that I sing too
Hit my line up, let it ring when she gives me that look
When we're off too many
Anxieties killing me, clouding my memory
Clouding my memory
Ghost with no shell, phantom pain
Tell her talk to me, all work no (play)
Everybody watching, promise no peaking
Look into your eyes, don't let em start leaking
If we're going too fast, I don't wanna slow down
Tear my heart out, just keep it on the low down
Pretty face, red eyes, black hoodie, hair dye
(Black hoodie, hair dye)
(Dummy)
My friends say you're bad for me and I know they're right
My momma would hate you, tell myself its fine
(ehh that's a bit much)
Cause you give me muse, and that's what I like
Keep typing these songs, and I'll never-
When I'm drunk I think I love you
Awake I wanna be alone
Back and forth, fiending for something
Can't control my tone
Another fuckboy gonna test
I know you love to solve problems
Somebody's gonna need you more
And I know you'll love them
(Toothpaste, hey hey!)
Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Letavec
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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