The Truth Is...

Got a cherry red motorcycle
Baby hold on tight
You wanna see me later
But I'm a lady of the night
Cause I'm so jaded you can't stand it
Can't you see?
I'm so beloved beloved beloved
Beloved

Tuesday morning I woke up
I got issues
On a stranger's couch
I text you "babe i miss u"
You don't reply 'til a quarter to five
And we're so over so over so over
So over

Why do you always decide
Where we end and we begin
I can't read all the signs
I'm illiterate
When it comes to you
I just want you to want me too

Teenage beauty queen
Barely sixteen
Got a thing for the boys
The boys that are straight up mean
In a stolen chevy
Things are getting kinda heavy
We're running we're running we're running
We're running

Why do you always decide
Where we end and we begin
I can't read all the signs
I'm illiterate
When it comes to you
I just want you to want me too

Walked in the room
You looked away
Remember when you said "it's just a break"
Your arm around a blonde is more than I can take
And I've fallen I've fallen I've fallen

I've fallen
Deeper into your web of lies
You can't say I haven't tried
Cause I've tried
Oh I've tried

Put you up
On a pedestal
Cause you know
I'm the only girl for you
For you

Why do you always decide
Where we end and we begin
I can't read all the signs
I'm illiterate
When it comes to you
I just want you to want me

I cried every night of July
Thinking 'bout who you're beside
Underneath the soft lights
I'm never over it
When it comes to you
The truth is

I still love you



Credits
Writer(s): Celestine Olsen
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