(Branwen)
Do you remember this time mid January in New York?
I can't help but forget it
She put me down for the leverage
And that hurt, but not as bad as when you fucked him already
And told me two months late down the road
And I love the snow
But you fucked it all up 'cause now this memory's froze in my brain
She tells me she promised she changed
Like "Really, this time I mean it"
But I could tell you the same
This hotel doesn't feel likе a home without you
I swear on my life, I been bеtter off blue
And I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt sometimes
But still it was better to go
I know it's all rough
But I'll learn you
And maybe I don't deserve love
Maybe I don't deserve you
Constellations tell me stories late night
2 bedroom Paris loft, guess I got right
Take my word for face value every time
The deeper down I stomp hard on thin ice
And casualties feed me guilt and regret
Thankfully, I'm nowhere close to done yet
Smokey eye rubs and foggy sunsets
So I drink to me, myself, and my head
Break my back then stomp on my neck
But somehow I haven't died yet
Still I hold on
And I crawl back
Pump my guts, I swallowed toxins
And l'll do it again
Feed me poison
That'd be perfect
Constellations tell me stories late night
2 bedroom Paris loft, guess I got right
Take my word for face value every time
The deeper down I stomp hard on thin ice
And casualties feed me guilt and regret
Thankfully, I'm nowhere close to done yet
Smokey eye rubs and foggy sunsets
So I drink to me, myself, and my head