Trophy Wife - Voyeur - EP

Baby's Breath

Jesus Christ, you don't take long
Throwing up on my front lawn
Then you said, "Aw, come on!
You're no good at havin' any fun."
Sure know how to butter me up

It's like this nights repeatin'
More and more bleak each weekend
Then you said "Aw, come on!
You know you could have anyone."
Know you don't really believe that

And like that
I ruined it!
Just like that
I ruined it!
And I know
I'll ruin this
Ah ha ha ha
Ah ha

Pushin' thumbs in bruises
Keepin' score who wins who loses
Then you said "That's enough!
I'll get my friends to leave and you can go inside."
Sure know how to butter you up

And like that
I ruined it!
Just like that
I ruined it!
And I know
I'll ruin this
Ah ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
And like that
I ruined it!
Just like that
I ruined it!
And I know
I'll ruin this

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Writer(s): Mckenzie Iazzetta
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