Quit wasting your time looking for somebody else when she's right there
Boy, when I'm gone, you'll think about me all the time, I know
Keys locked in the car, pictures of David Ortiz on the wall

And I came to watch my husband play, now I'm playing a dangerous game

Good luck trying to catch me if you're still gonna talk to me like I'm seventeen
No more, he fucks like he wants me
Left cuts on the side of his face with the rest of me

David Ortiz Pillbox

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thank u sm @speaking149_role for the lead luv u 
love you so much that it hurts
got too much to say, but i’ll save it for the birds
wanna talk to you, but it makes the hurt worse
feeling so cursed, like dirt
feeling so stuck, you’re my purgatory
and the shit’s self inflicted, don’t know why i’m worried
my story (tell), feeling hell, don’t know who to tell
and it’s bottled up inside, forgive you even though you didn’t lie
wanna tell you but i’m feeling tongue tied
i’m not like those other guys
talk down, keep it nice
just give me one night

(you give me a feeling that i, you give me a feeling that i- never felt, felt, never felt, felt)

Living, breathing, trying

my head is on too tight
i'm running out of time
cutting my losses
looking left to right
i hang my head in vain
i say the same old same
cutting my friends off
staying home again

partner

The 1

ill dye my hair if i want to
just for the month 
its been so long that i wanted 
forgot why it was 

i could go blonde like i always
said that i would 
when i was younger i thought 
that it would be fun  

n im not fun like i was then 
my time is up 
and im still self conscious 
about how i look

ill dye my hair cos i need to
just for the month 
its been so long that i mean to 
ive run out of months 

ill come in blonde after sunday 
i said that i would
when i was younger i thought 
that i'd always be young and around

notice period

Audiostalker

sunday night again and 
i need somethin soon 
ridin whilst i stand up  
i cant ever lose 
its only when i sit down
i can never choose
something with my hands maybe 
that should be the move

fast life does it to my brain, 
go away for 3 days and ill never be the same 
i walk down the street like,
goddamn, everything has changed,
i cant put it into words, its so different every day, 

i just cant keep up with live sport, airports, job talk, 
pages in my passport, bad thoughts, shop floors, 
barely ever there, still need to get out the house more
sunday night again, and i know this aint the last one, 
at all 

limebike

i cant put it into words, it's so different everyday 

partner

zeamob