selfish hate
I hear you're someone's something
Now you're just something I run from
I took the subway to Tasker Morris
This was your stop, almost forgot
And now I walk slow
I'm scared of muscle memory
What's gonna happen when I see
All of those notes you left for me?
Sincerely, little mustard seed
And now I walk home
And I, I swear to see right through me (yeah!)
(Do the next one, when I, when I, when I, c'mon, man)
When I, pretend it's nothing to me
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means? (Means)
Alright, before
I know I'm far from perfect
But it still always hurts me
When you treat me like you're burning
Communicate through middle men
So we talk slow
And I, I swear you see right through me (yeah!)
(Do the next one, when I, when I, when I, c'mon, man)
When I pretend it's nothing to me
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
It's selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
Pretty sure I lost my wallet
I really wish that I could call it
Really wish that I could call it, quits with you
I sent a drunk text sober
Knowing you wouldn't come over
Knowing that it's not October, anymore
You're so sweet and I'm so bitter
Eating dinner with your pictures again
It's never fair, it's always true, I hate that I'm in love
With you again
I'm celebrating in the worst way, listening to Mitski on my birthday
Telling all my friends, "I'm fine, just stay away"
Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay
Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay
(Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay)
(Okay, hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay)
You're so sweet and I'm so bitter
Eating dinner with your pictures again
It's never fair, it's always true, I hate that I'm in love
Now you're just something I run from
I took the subway to Tasker Morris
This was your stop, almost forgot
And now I walk slow
I'm scared of muscle memory
What's gonna happen when I see
All of those notes you left for me?
Sincerely, little mustard seed
And now I walk home
And I, I swear to see right through me (yeah!)
(Do the next one, when I, when I, when I, c'mon, man)
When I, pretend it's nothing to me
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means? (Means)
Alright, before
I know I'm far from perfect
But it still always hurts me
When you treat me like you're burning
Communicate through middle men
So we talk slow
And I, I swear you see right through me (yeah!)
(Do the next one, when I, when I, when I, c'mon, man)
When I pretend it's nothing to me
Is it selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless?
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis?
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
It's selfish to only want somebody when you're helpless
Or only when you're thinking with your pelvis
Can anybody tell me what the hell this means?
Pretty sure I lost my wallet
I really wish that I could call it
Really wish that I could call it, quits with you
I sent a drunk text sober
Knowing you wouldn't come over
Knowing that it's not October, anymore
You're so sweet and I'm so bitter
Eating dinner with your pictures again
It's never fair, it's always true, I hate that I'm in love
With you again
I'm celebrating in the worst way, listening to Mitski on my birthday
Telling all my friends, "I'm fine, just stay away"
Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay
Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay
(Hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay)
(Okay, hoping that you'll ask me if I'm okay)
You're so sweet and I'm so bitter
Eating dinner with your pictures again
It's never fair, it's always true, I hate that I'm in love
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Writer(s): Jacob Sullenger, Elie Rizk, David Marinelli
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