Catholic Guilt
I don't know how we ended up alone in this room
And I don't know how I'm drunk off your perfume
Brush against me, now I'm on fire
I know we said that we're just friends
But I'm a liar
I dig my nails into my skin
To stop me thinking about
Your hands on me, oh, I'm dying
'Cause I know I'm not allowed
I'm up all night
Going over and over things unsaid
And I fantasize
About subtext and existential dread
Maybe you should come and sleep over
Hope that I don't feel this way when I'm older
Keeping it all inside
Out of sight and out of mind
I don't know why just catching your eye makes me breathless
And I don't know why seeing you with your other friends makes me jealous
(I'm not jealous)
Brushed against me, God, I'm trying
I know we said we were just friends
But I'm lying, but I'm lying
I dig my nails into my skin
To stop me thinking about
Your hands on me, oh, I'm dying
'Cause I know I'm not allowed
I'm up all night
Going over and over things unsaid
And I fantasize
About subtext and existential dread
Maybe you should come and sleep over
Hope that I don't feel this way when I'm older
Keeping it all inside
Out of sight and out of mind
And I don't know how I'm drunk off your perfume
Brush against me, now I'm on fire
I know we said that we're just friends
But I'm a liar
I dig my nails into my skin
To stop me thinking about
Your hands on me, oh, I'm dying
'Cause I know I'm not allowed
I'm up all night
Going over and over things unsaid
And I fantasize
About subtext and existential dread
Maybe you should come and sleep over
Hope that I don't feel this way when I'm older
Keeping it all inside
Out of sight and out of mind
I don't know why just catching your eye makes me breathless
And I don't know why seeing you with your other friends makes me jealous
(I'm not jealous)
Brushed against me, God, I'm trying
I know we said we were just friends
But I'm lying, but I'm lying
I dig my nails into my skin
To stop me thinking about
Your hands on me, oh, I'm dying
'Cause I know I'm not allowed
I'm up all night
Going over and over things unsaid
And I fantasize
About subtext and existential dread
Maybe you should come and sleep over
Hope that I don't feel this way when I'm older
Keeping it all inside
Out of sight and out of mind
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Writer(s): Lydia Ford
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