I don’t wanna hold you here or carve your name in my head any longer
For a while thought you were glazed all up in sweet but sucked you sour
I remember
Somehow thought you’d eventually figure it out
I was cold
I was sick
Sniffling in the sanitary prison
Dedicated an old song to the son of Steven
If you didn’t wanna touch my face, well say so
I’m a big a girl
And if you didn’t want my love you should’ve said so
I’m a quick one
If it’s too fucked for fun for freedom in your head room
I don’t blame you
I felt it too
I heard through headphones and in grapevines the disgust at the cold weather
Always wanted a sunny smile and no gloves straight through the winter
And you kept the heater pointed at your hands while I had shivered
I remember
Summer sun can’t fix what we had already put out
If you didn’t wanna touch my face, well say so
I’m a big girl
And if you didn’t want my love you should’ve said so
I’m a quick one
If it’s too fucked for fun for freedom in your head room
I don’t blame you
I felt it too
I felt it too
I don’t wanna hold you here or carve your name in my head any longer
For a while thought you were glazed all up in sweet but now you’re sour
I remember