Scratched Records

I wake up with rust in my throat Streetlight bleeding through the

blinds I swear I’m fine,

I’m fine

You keep a list of what I owe

Like love is just a receipt

I’m chewing nails, I’m biting down

On things I didn’t mean

I talk too loud in quiet rooms

Then laugh like it’s a joke You look at me like I’m

a storm

You’d rather not provoke (oh-oh)

Say it—don’t you leave me on read Don’t make a home in

my head

If you’re gone, just say you’re gone I can’t keep guessing instead (hey)

(woah-oh,

woah-oh) I’m not your maybe

(woah-oh, woah-oh)

You say I twist what you said

But you change it mid-sentence

I’m tired of being the spark

That you blame for the burning

I count to four,

I still can’t breathe My hands are shaking clean

You turn away, you close the door Like nothing’s on the scene (oh-oh)

Say it—don’t you leave me

on read Don’t make a home in my head If

you’re gone, just say you’re gone I can’t keep guessing instead (hey)

I don’t wanna fight

I just wanna feel

Let the room go quiet

Let it all be real (ahhhh)

If you want out,

take the words you threw

Leave me my name,

leave me something true

I’ll light my own way down this hall

And I won’t call,

I won’t call

Say it—don’t you leave me on read Don’t make a home in

my head

If

you’re gone,

just say

you’re gone I can’t keep guessing instead (hey) (woah-oh) (woah-oh) (woah-oh)