More songs by Karly Bowman
Description
Producer: Nick Schmidt
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Billy Centenaro
Surround Mixing Engineer: Peter A. Barker
Lyrics and translation
Original
We'll drown in small talk
I'll pretend you weren't mine the night before
Blow off plans
Like you can't read me
Like I wasn't wanting more
I think I wanted more
Swallow my guilt till I
Am curled up in a ball and nauseous
Cause I don't wanna face that that was probably my subconscious mind
Does that mean it's right
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If you weren't next to me
Gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain
When I'm asleep and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer
Or maybe just your bitch
Recounting every interaction
Like it changes things
The times you grazed my arm don't just feel like nothing anymore
God I'm such a bore
Is it worse we weren't in bed
I held your hand and promised
That I loved you and I still do if we're being honest
Will I ever be honest
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If u weren't next to me
Gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain
When I'm asleep and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer
Or maybe just your bitch
And I don't have you
But I want you
And I don't know you
But I want to
See you clearer than you were then
In the back of my head
And maybe it wouldn't be like this
If you weren't next to me
Gnawing at my wrists
Clawing at my brain
When I'm awake and out of it
Maybe I'm the killer
Or maybe just your bitch