Measuring Tape

Heatwave
Scurvy Knave
A whole form
One thing I can call my own, as for love
It's still a six digit code and I've cracked my head
Jumping too high for the mistletoe again

My teeth are clean
My ingratitude is borderline obscene
I use the telephone
It's not a resting place
What the fuck would you know about love?
I couldn't make you disappear
Will you take my call?
I'll wrap it up tight I'll surrender it all

Let's hold hands and cover my head
So that I will stop breathing
Hold hands and cover my head
So that I can stop breathing
Hold hands and cover my head
So that I can stop breathing now!

I couldn't make you disappear
Will you take my call?
I'll wrap it tight, and I'll strangle it all for a

Heatwave
Some measuring tape
A whole form
One thing I can call my own

Let's hold hands and cover my head



Credits
Writer(s): Sianna Carolynne Lee
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