ask where i’ve been i quietly left home older sister syndrome i’m in soho i give no specifics though leave me alone i’m lying to the cashier about where im from in new york you can be anyone we share small talk in a local coffee shop i don’t have to second guess i speak my own thoughts i get exhausted just by existing i get this sick feeling nobody wants me at the same time it all feels so contradicting don’t call me i turned off my phone only seem to reach me when something feels missing if i’m the glue then why isn’t it sticking i’m too altruistic i keep my feelings hidden but i’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve you win some you lose some but that never works respect is earned not given i’ll give you my word treat me like property but i’m ready to foreclose i’ll take the kids this time and earn back my worth let’s keep driving down stony brook road drop me off at port jeff LIRR no need to come back for me i know my way home it’s not in that house it’s in SoHo
keep it50 50 but we’re never splitting the bill my pic in your wallet and i hope that i will never learn to mourn you you win some you lose some but that never works respect is earned not given ill give you my word i feel safer nine feet off the ground but not with you it’s unusual the way that i feel at nine years old can we just drive down stony brook road drop me off at port jeff i’ll walk the rest of the way home
-VERSE- Can you leave a light, leave a light on When I’m gone Don’t delete my number, ever wonder Where I’ve gone -PRECHORUS- I won’t ask for much And I won’t even deny -CHORUS- Sometimes little lies, the little lies They’re alright In my mind, in my mind Oh all night Holding on, to what went wrong Sometimes the little lies Sometimes the little lies are right
it's 2am, i caught you drunk-dialling her said you're still in love, but she didn't answer asked you at 7am, you brushed it off and said it didn't matter
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I concur.
ask where i’ve been
i quietly left home
older sister syndrome
i’m in soho i give no specifics though
leave me alone
i’m lying to the cashier about where im from
in new york you can be anyone
we share small talk in a local coffee shop
i don’t have to second guess i speak my own thoughts
i get exhausted just by existing
i get this sick feeling nobody wants me
at the same time it all feels so contradicting
don’t call me i turned off my phone
only seem to reach me when something feels missing
if i’m the glue then why isn’t it sticking
i’m too altruistic i keep my feelings hidden
but i’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve
you win some you lose some but that never works
respect is earned not given i’ll give you my word
treat me like property but i’m ready to foreclose
i’ll take the kids this time and earn back my worth
let’s keep driving down stony brook road
drop me off at port jeff LIRR
no need to come back for me i know my way home
it’s not in that house it’s in SoHo
keep it50 50
but we’re never splitting the bill
my pic in your wallet and i hope that i will never learn to
mourn you
you win some you lose some but that never works
respect is earned not given ill give you my word
i feel safer nine feet off the ground
but not with you
it’s unusual
the way that i feel at nine years old
can we just drive down stony brook road
drop me off at port jeff
i’ll walk the rest of the way home
-VERSE-
Can you leave a light, leave a light on
When I’m gone
Don’t delete my number, ever wonder
Where I’ve gone
-PRECHORUS-
I won’t ask for much
And I won’t even deny
-CHORUS-
Sometimes
little lies, the little lies
They’re alright
In my mind, in my mind
Oh all night
Holding on, to what went wrong
Sometimes the little lies
Sometimes the little lies are right
it's 2am, i caught you drunk-dialling her
said you're still in love, but she didn't answer
asked you at 7am, you brushed it off
and said it didn't matter