Toothache - Yankee Dolly

Can't stand to see your heart
So I'll sit on my own
What drives you away?
Who's driving you home?
Can we stay, play pretend?
Gut my melancholy
Stitch incessant lips
Your slackjaw yankee dolly
Walls are getting thinner and the ceilings getting higher
I was made to be your plaything
You were always gonna break me
Apart
Hollow strain to satisfy
Plastic words to pacify
I paint my face to pass the time
Until our porcelain bones realign
If it's all you've ever wanted,
Come get it if you want it
Break me
Break me apart
Break

Written by:
Brighton Bucher, Cheyenne Sullivan, Kiva Rasband

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