Lyrics: Dylan Rouda
Music: Dylan Rouda
It’s been getting pretty tough trying to act ok
Will I ever be enough for the one who comes my way?
Oh cause In the end I felt worthless
I lost all my purpose but at the end of the day
There’s only one thing I have left to say
You took a beanie from my suitcase
Hoodie from our first date
Long sleeve I got from a roommate
Two tank tops and a baseball cap
I just want my ****ing clothes back
Jacket from my back seat
Sweatpants for relaxing
My calvins - I’m not even asking but
That shirt was a gift from my dad
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
I thought giving you my all would make you stay
You took all the love I gave for granted then threw it in my face
Oh but looking back with perspective
I have no resentment but I can’t help but hate
How I’m empty - and so is my closet space
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
You took a beanie from my suitcase
Hoodie from our first date
Long sleeve I got from a roommate
Two tank tops and a baseball cap
I just want my ****ing clothes back
Jacket from my back seat
Sweatpants for relaxing
My calvins - I’m not even asking but
That shirt was a gift from my dad
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
Can I just have my ****ing clothes back?
© Dylan Rouda 2021