Bedroom

I picked my wallpaper by hand
Framed that Polaroid of my old man
And those dried up flowers, pressin' them took hours
Books I'll never read on my nightstand
Then you made my home foreign land

You made me hate my bedroom
You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you?
Fuck your side of the bed
Get the hell out or pay me the rent
One lie and the truth
I fucking miss you and I hate my bedroom
(La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah-ah)
Bedroom

Worst breakup i've had at my back door
Black mascara stains on my bathroom floor
I'll move away from Santa Monica
It's haunted by the ghost of ya
Trashing my love seat, poison in my sheets
Fucking up my energy
Yeah

You made me hate my bedroom
You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you?
Fuck your side of the bed
Get the hell out or pay me the rent
One lie and the truth
I fucking miss you and I hate my bedroom
(La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah-ah)
Bedroom
(La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah-ah)

Set fire to my bedroom
Wish I'd never met you
Set fire to my bedroom
Wish I'd never met you

You made me hate my bedroom
You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you?
Fuck your side of the bed
Get the hell out or pay me the rent
One lie and the truth
I'm still in love with you and I hate my bedroom



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Yaron, Maddie Zahm
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