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Take my word for it, I'm not worth it.
I ignored you all night and you don't deserve it.
Morning, bathtub, my skin soft and hot.
I was sure you were right, but you're not.
I contemplate my ruined fate.
Someone will hurt me so bad one day.
And you'll resonate or I'll apologize
or maybe I'll make the same mistake twice.

Crave, desolate, you dive in, we follow along
I contrive you with Whiskey and Sam Cooke songs
And we lay on our backs
Soaking wet below a static TV set
Conversation flows, counting shooting stars and catfish
But I'll never make a wish

Barefoot, parking lot

You wring me out, I tell the truth
I feel amazing today
You interrupt, you yell in my face
But you finally hear me say
That I'll walk, I'm walking away

I watched myself fade and fade
I laid down next to you

That's what I wanted
It's not as if we cry a river, call it rain
West Memphis is on fire in the light of day
Give me something, it ain't enough
It ain't enough
I take it for granted
If I could love you unconditionally
I could iron out the edges of the darkest sky

i don't care
i'll embrace all of my vices
and we'll black it out
or atleast slow everything down
and i'll fish for compliments
and i'll drink until i'm happy
and i'll wonder what you're doing but i won't call

It's late.
We are not awake
and I smashed my phone.
I am learning how to be alone.

Resoundingly unpretty girl stares back at me
and I become what everyone's harboring from.
And is it your fault?

I wake up feeling nothing
Camouflage the wavering sky
I sit at my piano, wander the wild whereby
And the lilacs drank the water
And the lilacs die
And the lilacs drank the water
Marking in the slow, slow, slow passing of time

I spent all my time learning how to defeat
You at your own game, it's embarrassing
I walk around like
This is the last strike
I love being right
Especially with you

Now I wake up early

Barna in white
Married the night
What dreams become concrete, they may feel trite
Makes a dull mind

Well I'll give it all to you for a while, that's fine
A speck in the oxbow
Depressing by design