Lyrics: Grace Gardner
Music: Grace Gardner
I mentioned you to Jack
Who mentioned you to Taylor
They didn't have your name on the guestlist at The Empire
You swore you'd done me a favor
By trying to pin me down
Before I had the chance to say something big about the way
my name still lives in your mouth
And it's rent-free, made a home now
With wood scraps and a casting couch
You should've just told me
If what you wanted was someone conniving
I can give it to you
What kind of favor would it be?
If you got up to leave
Rotting in my rearview
I spoke with your biggest fear
She's insignificance, so deep seeded, just waiting here for you
To let loose one single tear
You're robotic, formulaic
Suffocated if you couldn't rent an ear
They're bleeding when you talk
Tip-toeing on a fault line
You think it's me or nobody at all
And you've bet everything you got on big shots firing sideways
But name recognition is worth the clot
You could've just told me
If what you wanted was arm candy
I can fake it for a night
But what you crave, baby
A trophy worth noting
I can't fake that for life
That second fear came true
Remember how you begged and pleaded me
to not say jack-shit about you?
Well, I tried the best I could do...
But the truth is, storyteller
Somebody else will bring you back to bloom
and kill you too