I hate attention
Like a kleptomaniac at my door
I'm stuck to liquor
Like a sticker on a sticker
You know me
Honey you know me
I hate attention
Like when people ask if I'm going out
I'll wait and see but
I can always force myself to be down
I'm going down
Too loud too quiet
To have this conversation
You're out the door
I wish I heard what you said
I wanna know what you said
But I'm here in my head
Talking instead
And it's just you and me smoking in bed
Nothing to do
Tell them I'm not coming through
I left the whole damn party on read
Baby we could do so much instead
And maybe could smoke in bed
I feel the pressure
Of your shoulder on my head through the haze
It isn't heavy
Feels like everything just falls into place
I crave attention
Like I'm nervous about when you'll leave
I wanna see you more than maybe once a week
But I'll be there
Yeah I'll still be here
Too loud too quiet
To have this conversation
You're out the door
I wish I heard what you said
I wanna know what you said
But I'm here in my head
Talking instead
And it's just you and me smoking in bed
Got nothing to do
Tell them I'm not coming through
I left the whole damn party on read
Baby we could do solo duo
And maybe we could smoke in bed
Yeah baby I think it's pretty clear to see
That we should really smoke in