Mystic

I saw you in a Tarot card
Saw you walking down the boulevard
I don't know which was worse
Hadn't seen you since your 21st

I keep up on your horoscope
Think I still love you, but now I don't know
How you spend your time
I'm sure you're a waste of mine

Stop trying to sell me something
Spent so much and still got nothing
Missing you turns me into a mystic
I miss when I still thought that all that stuff was bullshit

Reading palm lines like a litmus test
Still not over you, I try my best
I say I'm doing fine
Making Rorschach in spilled wine

If I still feel it, that must mean something
Wish you'd remind me all the reasons I thought you were wrong for me

Stop trying to sell me something
Spent so much and still got nothing
Missing you turns me into a mystic
I miss when I still thought that all that stuff was bullshit

I miss when I still thought that all that stuff was bullshit



Credits
Writer(s): David Marinelli, Dillon Casey, Evangeline Barrosse
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