Joni
I don't even know how long you were gone
Or what you were doin' or who you were doin' it with
All I know is I've been at the window watching it rain
And now I'm sad and insecure and kinda pissed
You walk in the door and try to kiss me
But tonight that isn't gonna fix me
I know it's written all over my face
First words outta your mouth "Are we in a fight?"
I sit cross-legged on the bed, you say you're pickin' up the vibe
How can I make you understand that everything is wrong?
I don't think Joni Mitchell would like any of my songs
I know you're about to go do the thing
Where you say I'm amazing, shouldn't be comparing myself
To anyone, but apparently you haven't listened to blue
And you've never cried to both versions of 'Both Sides Now'
I know you're made of rubber, all of this and
I don't wanna sound insensitive but
Some of us have real problems to face
First words outta your mouth "Are we in a fight?"
I sit cross-legged on the bed, you say you're picking up the vibe
How can I make you understand that everything is wrong?
I don't think Joni Mitchell would like any of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Would like any of my songs (ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) any, any, any of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) yeah
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Any, any, any of my songs
Or what you were doin' or who you were doin' it with
All I know is I've been at the window watching it rain
And now I'm sad and insecure and kinda pissed
You walk in the door and try to kiss me
But tonight that isn't gonna fix me
I know it's written all over my face
First words outta your mouth "Are we in a fight?"
I sit cross-legged on the bed, you say you're pickin' up the vibe
How can I make you understand that everything is wrong?
I don't think Joni Mitchell would like any of my songs
I know you're about to go do the thing
Where you say I'm amazing, shouldn't be comparing myself
To anyone, but apparently you haven't listened to blue
And you've never cried to both versions of 'Both Sides Now'
I know you're made of rubber, all of this and
I don't wanna sound insensitive but
Some of us have real problems to face
First words outta your mouth "Are we in a fight?"
I sit cross-legged on the bed, you say you're picking up the vibe
How can I make you understand that everything is wrong?
I don't think Joni Mitchell would like any of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Would like any of my songs (ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) any, any, any of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) yeah
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Any, any, any of my songs
Credits
Writer(s): Savana Santos, Jordyn Shellhart, Cameron Jaymes
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