Cringe

Well, I arch my back
To check how long it's gonna last I wanna go home, take a bath
Sink to the basement of myself
Where old wounds sit on a shelf
And I kinda don't like him
We have no connection
Kind of like antonyms

Oh, and it makes me cringe
When I think of it
Oh, and it makes me cringe
Bury your sins into her hips cuz she had more than I ever did And it makes me cringe

We'd follow that script
Like wind up toys, we're fixed
To go thru the motions of it
And get it over with
Just so I can pick up my clothes and leave
Parts of me I'll never see
Burn the ozone by nicotine

Oh, and it makes me cringe
When I think of it
Oh, and it makes me cringe
Bury your sins into her hips cuz she had more than I ever did

I'm gonna burn myself in sage And maybe learn to meditate
I think the tarot was wrong
Cuz he wants me when I'm gone
And every time I fall again
I wake up in a stranger's bed
And then I make a promise in a week I'll forget
How much it always hurts when I shower off last night's dirt
And why I say "Never Again, No"
Oh and it makes me cringe
Oh and it makes me cringe
And it makes me cringe

One night stands?
It's rock and roll to fuck your friends?
I'm unphased to the point that
I'm not mad, I laugh
And just lost a lotta respect
And I'd rather not admit
It took a long time to get over it
Until you walked home another one again
Oh, and it makes me cringe
When I think of it
Oh, and it makes me cringe
Bury your sins into her hips cuz she had more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe more than I ever did
Bury your sins into her hips 'cuz she had more than I ever did
And it makes me cringe



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Writer(s): Fiona Mchugh
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