dirty dishes
Got dirty dishes in my sink
So many filthy memories
I can't even think, don't got it figured out
But you wanna come over now
If I have to fake it, then that's fine
Brighten the corners of my mind
I'll open up the blinds, so when you come around
It looks like I'm better now
My head's been such a mess
Won't even make my bed
There's no food in my fridge, it's tragic
But come on over
I'll get it figured out for you
I do some things I rarely do
Like call my mom and pay my bills
This revelation's overdue (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Might even start to clean my room
Listen, I don't wanna be obnoxious
But I like the way I feel when you're around
We get to talk and you're alone
But it's no wonder I wanna pick up all the pieces
Get to all those dirty dishes, ah
And it's not me, but I wanna be
A better version for you
That's why I'm tryna be cool
But I've never seen a promise through
Won't get up and get dressed
My friends think I'm depressed
There's no food in my fridge, it's tragic
But come on over
I'll get it figured out for you
I do some things I rarely do
Like call my mom and pay my bills
This revelation's overdue (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Might even start to clean my room
(I'll get it figured out)
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
So many filthy memories
I can't even think, don't got it figured out
But you wanna come over now
If I have to fake it, then that's fine
Brighten the corners of my mind
I'll open up the blinds, so when you come around
It looks like I'm better now
My head's been such a mess
Won't even make my bed
There's no food in my fridge, it's tragic
But come on over
I'll get it figured out for you
I do some things I rarely do
Like call my mom and pay my bills
This revelation's overdue (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Might even start to clean my room
Listen, I don't wanna be obnoxious
But I like the way I feel when you're around
We get to talk and you're alone
But it's no wonder I wanna pick up all the pieces
Get to all those dirty dishes, ah
And it's not me, but I wanna be
A better version for you
That's why I'm tryna be cool
But I've never seen a promise through
Won't get up and get dressed
My friends think I'm depressed
There's no food in my fridge, it's tragic
But come on over
I'll get it figured out for you
I do some things I rarely do
Like call my mom and pay my bills
This revelation's overdue (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Might even start to clean my room
(I'll get it figured out)
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
Won't you please take it easy on me?
Just go easy on me
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Writer(s): Jonathan A Buscema, Areli Castro
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