Exit Wounds
Back home
And I double take
'Cause to see you wasn't on my list
Small talk
Like how's your mom?
And the weather?
"It's been pretty shit"
But your face is something I had missed
I've got memories I wish to forget
Bury those thoughts in a graveyard
Call them a waste of breath
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
Walk home
Spinning in my head
'Cause we never stood on solid ground
But everything that went up came crashing down
Missed calls
Were my first mistake
And I promise I wanted to be around
But everything that goes up comes crashing down
I've got memories I wish to forget
Bury those thoughts in a graveyard
Call them a waste of breath
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
Back home
And I double take
'Cause to see you wasn't on my list
And I can't help thinking this is it
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
And I double take
'Cause to see you wasn't on my list
Small talk
Like how's your mom?
And the weather?
"It's been pretty shit"
But your face is something I had missed
I've got memories I wish to forget
Bury those thoughts in a graveyard
Call them a waste of breath
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
Walk home
Spinning in my head
'Cause we never stood on solid ground
But everything that went up came crashing down
Missed calls
Were my first mistake
And I promise I wanted to be around
But everything that goes up comes crashing down
I've got memories I wish to forget
Bury those thoughts in a graveyard
Call them a waste of breath
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
Back home
And I double take
'Cause to see you wasn't on my list
And I can't help thinking this is it
Didn't wanna miss you, miss you like this
You called all of the shots
And I couldn't resist
How could you stand in the crossfire?
With no exit wounds?
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
I was kinda hoping you'd be hurt too
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Writer(s): Izzy Macarthur
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