明月

For Cryin’ Out Loud!   Maybe it's me or maybe it's youMaybe I never learn my lessonSomeone to seek, someone to sootheSomeone to answer all your questionsI don't know what to tell yaMaybe I never knewNot tryna make you jealousBut it looks so good on youBeen stuck on elevatorsIn airports and empty roomsBeen stuck here waiting for youFor cryin' out loudI'm calling your nameYou're wearing me outBut ..

BIRDS OF A FEATHER    I want you to stayTill I'm in the graveTill I rot away, dead and buriedTill I'm in the casket you carryIf you go, I'm goin' too'Cause it was always youAnd if I'm turnin' blue, please don't save meNothin' left to lose without my babyBirds of a featherWe should stick together, I knowI said I'd neverThink I wasn't better aloneCan't change the weatherMight not be foreverBut if ..

Baby Blue Bathing Suit     It feels like yesterday that we were flyingCan't go back to her, but I'll keep trying'Cause, the older I get (Ah, ah, ah-ah)The more that it's true (Ah, ah, ah-ah)That Heaven's a girl (Ah, ah, ah-ah) in a baby blue bathing suitOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oohOh, my suntanned girl with the freckles and curlsLooks good when she swims in the waterOh, those deep green eyes, little me..

i choose violence  You told me I was eighteen going on thirty-fiveYou made me feel like the smartest human aliveI thought I was clever, but, were you clever-erYou said you never fell in love like you did with meYou paid for all the hotels, I paid for fake ID'sTo spend the last ten years tryna piece it togetherI went to therapy religiouslyI never sleepI made my brother promise me hе’d let you liv..

(from "Barbie" soundtrack)   What Was I Made For?     I used to float, now I just fall downI used to know, but I'm not sure nowWhat I was made forWhat was I made for?Takin' a drive, I was an idealLooked so alive, turns out, I'm not realJust something you paid forWhat was I made for?'Cause I, II don't know how to feelBut I wanna tryI don't know how to feelBut someday I mightSomeday I mightMm, mm-..

[feat. Post Malone]   Fortnight     I was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get meI was a functioning alcoholic till nobody noticed my new aestheticAll of this to say, I hope you're okay, but you're the reasonAnd no one here's to blame, but what about your quiet treason?And for a fortnight there, we were foreverRun into you sometimes, ask about the weatherNow you're in my bac..