Deep Cut
I wanna float like a girl with no anger
Free as a boat cast away from the anchor
I wanna go to the Mall of America
And I never wanna come home
And if I felt pretty today I might ask you a question
And if you were honest you'd answer
But I'm rambling on
And I don't wanna make this whole thing all about me again
If there was a comet headed our way you'd be cleaning the kitchen
And I'm built like a strainer, a useless container
But at least I'll admit it
Songs are like lovers, and if it all was a record
We'd be the deep cut that no one remembered
But really it was the best one
Really it was the best one
I wanna go to the movies alone
Walk over the bridge, wanna do it all stoned
Pair my self loathing in expensive clothing
At least I can do it in style
You probably say that I'm crazy
And if you do I don't doubt you
But living is lonely
With or without you
But something got stuck in my throat when I left
And I don't wanna let it all go
And if there was a comet headed our way you'd be cleaning the kitchen
And I'm built like a strainer, a useless container
But at least I'll admit it
Songs are like lovers, and if it all was a record
We'd be the deep cut that no one remembered
But really it was the best one
Really it was the best one
Free as a boat cast away from the anchor
I wanna go to the Mall of America
And I never wanna come home
And if I felt pretty today I might ask you a question
And if you were honest you'd answer
But I'm rambling on
And I don't wanna make this whole thing all about me again
If there was a comet headed our way you'd be cleaning the kitchen
And I'm built like a strainer, a useless container
But at least I'll admit it
Songs are like lovers, and if it all was a record
We'd be the deep cut that no one remembered
But really it was the best one
Really it was the best one
I wanna go to the movies alone
Walk over the bridge, wanna do it all stoned
Pair my self loathing in expensive clothing
At least I can do it in style
You probably say that I'm crazy
And if you do I don't doubt you
But living is lonely
With or without you
But something got stuck in my throat when I left
And I don't wanna let it all go
And if there was a comet headed our way you'd be cleaning the kitchen
And I'm built like a strainer, a useless container
But at least I'll admit it
Songs are like lovers, and if it all was a record
We'd be the deep cut that no one remembered
But really it was the best one
Really it was the best one
Credits
Writer(s): Charlotte Benjamin
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