Lyrics: Madison Lavin/Tristan Valenti
Music: Madison Lavin/Tristan Valenti
I got a guess, you're dressing your best
I don't like you, you don't like me, so what happens next
I need to rest, can't ask any less
I could leave you, I could be free, but what happens next
So we go round each corner
Just ignoring all the red flags that we see
Yeah I need to rest, can't ask any less
I could leave you, I could be free, but what happens next
What happens next when it all leads back to you
I think you're causing problems so I pay some mind to you
All your friends tried to get it through to you
But now you're crossed out, blacked out, and I am
Acting like a prick so that you know I'm not okay
And if tears mean nothing to you then I'll wipe them all away
Tryna drown you out with thoughts cos I don't want you on my brain
Out of fear you're getting to me cos you always find a way
And I think I dodged a bullet when it all went up in flames
Now she says she doesn't mean it but she's always saving face
Load my head up with Prozac because there is no other way
I'm so sick n ****ing tired, might take a bullet to the brain
I got a guess, you're dressing your best
I don't like you, you don't like me, so what happens next
I need to rest, can't ask any less
I could leave you, I could be free, but what happens next
So we go round each corner
Just ignoring all the red flags that we see
Yeah I need to rest, can't ask any less
I could leave you, I could be free, but what happens next