Tumbleweed
Got a phone call, what are you waiting for?
She could never wait that long
I'm glued to a laptop, TRAPTOP
Should have never turned it on
I don't need to do this again
Another week just tryna make amends
And then some
Yet...
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
(And now I'm getting none)
So, close your eyes and make a wish
'Cause nothing good can come of this
Something simple, something sweet
Bigger than your wildest dreams
So, close your eyes and make a wish
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
So, close your eyes and make a wish
'Cause nothing good can come of this
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
(And now I'm getting none)
She could never wait that long
I'm glued to a laptop, TRAPTOP
Should have never turned it on
I don't need to do this again
Another week just tryna make amends
And then some
Yet...
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
(And now I'm getting none)
So, close your eyes and make a wish
'Cause nothing good can come of this
Something simple, something sweet
Bigger than your wildest dreams
So, close your eyes and make a wish
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
So, close your eyes and make a wish
'Cause nothing good can come of this
How you gunna tell me you don't know what to say?
Or that we like the same things but in a different way?
'Cause you're wasted, I can taste it
You don't know what to say
We like the same things but in a different way
(And now I'm getting none)
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Writer(s): Harriet Tape
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