Music: Meg Smith/Jackson Hoffman/Ana Yanez
Lyrics: Meg Smith
Soho on the fire escape
Sick joke hoping that you’d change
I’d say that I love you
You’d say I was lying
There wasn’t an uber
That we didn’t cry in
It’s so unoriginal
These days you’re just on digital
Bet you say I’m a narcissist
And leave out all the shit you did
I’m not getting caught up anymore
It’s psychosomatic
Feel shit out of habit
I’m misery high off your feelings again
So melodramatic
Not fun while it lasted
Is this what it’s like to break up with a friend
Tell me that I act so cold
Slept in your bed when you couldn’t be alone
Being cordial at parties
Not where I saw us heading
I thought you’d be a bridesmaid
In my ****ing wedding
It’s psychosomatic
Feel shit out of habit
I’m misery high off your feelings again
So melodramatic
Not fun while it lasted
Is this what it’s like to break up with a friend
It’s psychosomatic
Feel shit out of habit
You’re misery high off your feelings again
So melodramatic
Not fun while it lasted
Is this what it’s like to break up with a friend