Lyrics: Katie Tupper/John S. Wehmeyer/Jude Anthony Fucetola/Benjamin Kenvin/Michael Isaac Baretz
Music: Katie Tupper/John S. Wehmeyer/Jude Anthony Fucetola/Benjamin Kenvin/Michael Isaac Baretz
I love a high expectation
Meet me at the field
Know I'd love to see you
Your friends are my friends
Your clothes are my clothes
Now I love a long anticipation
You pay a lot of money for therapy just to listen to me
And maybe next week it's got to get old
But I bite my nails and I always will
My little bad habit that I love to feel
I always wanna pull in to you
But I can't fall on my knees again
Gravel in my palms and now my jeans are tearing
And I I can't follow your lead again
You cut me down but I keep on falling
We need some real conversations
You touch me just to cut it short
And I think that's on purpose
I think that you know it
So my greyhound green grass
Last chance best case
It's so hard when you feel so good
I bite my nails and I always will
My little bad habit that I love to feel
I always wanna pull in to you
But I can't fall on my knees again
Gravel in my palms and now my jeans are tearing
And I I can't follow your lead again
You cut me down but I keep on crawling
I can't fall on my knees again
Gravel in my palms and now my jeans are tearing
And I I can't follow your lead again
You cut me down but I keep on crawling