phoebe bridgers lyric bot

Nothing feels worse when you're coming down

But you had to go, I know, I know, I know Like a wave that crashed and melted on the shore

One of us will die in this place

Screaming at you in the Ludlow I was yours for free

But you're breathing in my open mouth You're the gun in my lips that will blow my brains out

Well, I am tired of being sad

It's amazing to me how much you can say When you don't know what you're talking about

Wishing I was someone else, feeling sorry for myself When I remembered someone's kid is dead

If you're not enough, then I give up

Will you be an anarchist with me? Sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie At least until you find out what a fake I am Spray paint my initials on an ATM

Drowning out the morning birds With the same three songs over and over

Take a dirty picture, babe I can't sleep and I miss your face

There's no place like my room

I'm in love with the girl next door Her name's Claire Nice when she comes 'round to call Then masturbate the second she's not there

Edward's house and rock 'n roll Walkin' home was easier with you

And if I could give you the moon, I would give you the moon.

I never said I'd be alright Just thought I could hold myself together

I'm sleepin' in my bed again and gettin' in my head

He came up through the water without a sound With my back to the shoreline, I dreamt that he drowned

Speeding 'cause fuck the cops