screwball

You called the shots again
I started looking around
A well designed prison is
All I have of you
You knew
Our record had an end
I wasn't ready for now
I'm still in our kitchen
And it's a vision I want back

Baby
I wanna call you baby
Again
Maybe
You wanna call me too
I'll give three years and
You can tell me then

You've run to base so fast
Well I'm still out in the field
Eating your dust
And it goes well with a cigarette
Like
Skrewball
And digging up my past
You were a reason to patch up all the incisions
And you're what's bleeding through the cracks cause
I want
I want
I want it back

Baby
I wanna call you baby
Again
Oh Baby
I wanna cry into
Your secondhand shirts
While you drive me back
Home

Home

I won't be the same but I'll come
Home



Credits
Writer(s): Madeline Peters
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