monopoly
I hate you
How you pull on my strings until my stomach knots and you're calling shots and I'm at your whim until forever o'clock
Oh god, I hate you
How I'm addicted to anaphronistic ways you speak, trilling like a beat, pit-pattering play it, run it back, repeat for me
If my brain is a game of monopoly
You're a real estate tycoon
Yeah, you're buying up every room
Guess my brain is a game of monopoly
I've been around too many times
Yeah, I need a deadline
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
I hate you
How you brush my neck now I've got butterflies like butter knives like carving chills into a flutter line
Oh god, I hate you
How you yourself have a perpetually half empty glass but think that it's your task to make sure that I'm safe even when I don't ask, oh God
My brain is a game of monopoly
You've got paper money macahe
A million places you can stay
Yes, my brain is a game of monopoly
But it's not luck of the die
I let you win every single time
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
How you pull on my strings until my stomach knots and you're calling shots and I'm at your whim until forever o'clock
Oh god, I hate you
How I'm addicted to anaphronistic ways you speak, trilling like a beat, pit-pattering play it, run it back, repeat for me
If my brain is a game of monopoly
You're a real estate tycoon
Yeah, you're buying up every room
Guess my brain is a game of monopoly
I've been around too many times
Yeah, I need a deadline
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
I hate you
How you brush my neck now I've got butterflies like butter knives like carving chills into a flutter line
Oh god, I hate you
How you yourself have a perpetually half empty glass but think that it's your task to make sure that I'm safe even when I don't ask, oh God
My brain is a game of monopoly
You've got paper money macahe
A million places you can stay
Yes, my brain is a game of monopoly
But it's not luck of the die
I let you win every single time
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
Cause every place is now a place we talked
Every song is just a train of thought
That rocks through memories in the pouring rain
Brake light, late night, picture frames
Now my stomach always seems to burn
My square footage which you rightly earned
Is gone and bought up like my loyalty
You don't know that you've been playing monopoly
Monopoly
Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Richardson
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