Excellent lyrics, excellent singing, great gueet work

calm and collected,
good at pretending that you know what you’re doing.
i know your feelings are giant.
you’re just as nervous as i am.

in the back of your honda,
too small to fit a couple of hooligans
too busy trying to perform it.
they couldn’t even enjoy it.

no happy endings,
just my regretting that we met in the first place.
there wasn’t even a first date,
just positions and first names.

yet for a minute,
blink and you miss it,
staring deep in your dark eyes
could’ve lasted a lifetime
till we ruined the whole night

and i’ll never see that boy again.
that’s the beauty of a one night stand.
even if you square up skin on skin,
was it ever really intimate?

well, you can take the mask off
cause i know that masculinity surrounding you like fog
is a facade
and when our bodies melt together,
the ice confining you begins to thaw.

you keep your distance,
feigning indifference,
but you crack under pressure.
who are you kidding?
you’re never winning the oscar.

yet for a minute,
blink and you miss it,
staring deep in your dark eyes
could’ve lasted a lifetime
till we ruined the whole night

and i’ll never see that boy again.
that’s the pitfall of a one night stand.
even if you square up skin on skin,
was it ever really intimate?

i don’t have the space at home.
man, i wish that you could host.
it’s okay, i’m flexible.
let’s just keep this on the low.
there’s a spot that’s pretty close,
little further down the road.
are we taking off our clothes?
only if you’re comfortable.

i’m just following your lead,
wish that you would kiss me slow
and it’s 25º.
you were warmer on the phone.
you don’t wanna be with me,
you just want something to hold.
i don’t wanna be alone.
do you really have to go?



intimate

i could take you out to dinner,
cruising on the seine,
capturing the moment so i never forget.
i guess the film is still developing.

we could have a picnic on la grande jatte.
picturing you wrapped inside my arms again,
anything is better than this hell i’m in.

i know it's not real.
it's nothing but fan fiction
and i have a vivid imagination.

i'm still a kid.
i'll never grow up,
reality shift and pretend i'm in love,
and i might forget
i'm royally fucked.

headed to vienna,
saw you on the train.
i was hoping you could take me away.

this open glade feels like a prison.
won't you break my chains?
i'd make an awful supervillain,
but you could save the day.

all of my problems,
i push them down and let them dissipate
and i'll never solve them.
i'm terrified it won't mean anything.

i know it's not real.
it's nothing but fan fiction
and i have a vivid imagination.

i'm still a kid.
i'll never grow up,
reality shift and pretend i'm in love,
and i might forget
i'm royally fucked.

ben scott

thought of you the whole way home,
wished you luck before the show,
tugging on a wishbone.
i'm so careful not to let you know.

heard you on the radio,
shirtless in that video,
peeking through a telescope.
i'm so careful not to get too close.

i asked you out and then i did it over again
and for a year i was kissing up to all of your friends.
i think about it now and its embarrassing.
i'm never over it, i'm never over it.
i'm never over it.

angel numbers, warning signs,
actors tell the greatest lies
and you were so phenomenal.
i just wish we never got so close.

wishbone

he feeds me all his favorite lines.
he compliments me all the time.
i never have to, have to apologize.

he doesn't live across the state.
he notices when i'm in pain.
we never argue, he never makes me cry.

he loves me, but my heart still beats for you.
i know, i know. it shouldn't, but it's true.
i'm so out of touch.
you gave me a hunch that nobody could disprove
and covered in paint, when you went away
you colored me shades of blue.

you chewed me up and spit me out.
you built me up to tear me down.
sometimes i miss you even now,
even now.

i still remember last july—
that summer love i left behind
and you gave me hell, but i would've stayed for life.

he loves me, but my heart still beats for you.
i know, i know. it shouldn't, but it's true.
i'm so out of touch.
you gave me a hunch that nobody could disprove
and covered in paint, when you went away
you colored me shades of blue.

will you return to,
will you return to,
will you return to,
will you return?

will you return to,
will you return to,
will you return to me?

shades of blue

scorpio,
you're mia.
well, i'm no cheapskate.
i'll give you space, but it drives me crazy.

how do i go about my day?
i can't think straight.
i'm so fixated on my baby.

i'm sure you'll tell me all about it,
but it's raining in the roanoke rapids.
you're bound to get a bit distracted.
just fill me in,
tell me what happens.

i'm waiting patiently
till you return to me.

blowing up your phone last week,
i know you need autonomy.
i just get lonely.

if there wasn't a hurricane,
i'd leave right now and drive on down and take you bowling.

i'm sure you'd throw a fit about it.
the crime rate in the roanoke rapids
is bound to make you feel protective.
just fill me in,
tell me what happens.

i check in frequently
till you return to me.

all i can do is wonder where your head is at
when you're off of the grid.
i shouldn't even have to ask,
but i bet you'll avoid the question.
do you even like me?
you forgot to mention.

waiting for you like responding is a chore,
doing just enough to keep me coming back for more,
but it makes me feel like such a loser.
you still got me wrapped around your finger.

it's the charity cases that i love
and so of course i would chase after jacob
and while he's stoned at a rave,
i'll be the one to keep on calling his name.
no one picks up

and what kills me the most,
i never learn.
i just wait by the phone
and hope he returns.

return to me

carefree,
sticking your head through the ceiling,
blinded by streetlights in nashville.

a-team,
all of you met at a party.
down by the beach, i'm on standstill.

never said i wanna live like i'm in a movie,
half the time i barely know what i'm even doing.
i just wanna be cool like you.

levitating off the ground underneath my cold feet,
i just hover from above looking at the city.
i just wanna be cool like you.

debut,
everyone cheered at the venue.
i watch from up in the nosebleeds.

you take the lead and you score for the whole team,
i kick the ball, but it always gets blocked by the goalie.
look at you shimmer and spin like a beyblade.
i couldn't do it. i'm too prone to making a mistake.

never said i wanna live like i'm in a movie,
half the time i barely know what i'm even doing.
i just wanna be cool like you.

levitating off the ground underneath my cold feet,
i just hover from above looking at the city.
i just wanna be cool like you.

cool like you

it was never a matter of if, it was when.
i could tell by the way he bragged about me to his friends.
he could teach a masterclass in affirmation,
swearing he's crazier about me than i am for him.
"i didn't quite catch that.
can you say it again?"

i never thought it could be so easy,
but when i am lost he reassures me.
think i met someone i can trust to catch me.
when i'm falling deep,
it's comfortably.

carolina boy,
carolina boy,
carolina boy

carolina boy i

it was over, i think as soon as it began
and i knew we were doomed the moment he said we could still be friends.
i replay conversations again and again,
trying to make sense of it,
reaching for memories i hold like the creek as it slips through my hands.

i never thought he would ever leave me,
but he made it look like it was easy
and it left me lost and feeling empty.
like the roughest seas, i love so deep.

carolina boy,
carolina boy,
carolina boy

intimate

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