I Swallow Ghosts - They Got Sand in the Potato Salad

Have you heard the story where I drowned
I never accounted for the undertow
I can barely keep my feet on solid ground
But I guess that's some sort metaphor

My math teacher said I would be a fuck up
I don't think he was that far off
Cause now I'm passed out on my brother's couch
Who's much more successful and smarter than me

I hate the way that my skin fits
I hate the way you say I lack confidence, no shit
Can't you just listen
If I was braver, I wouldn't be here right now
And I love the way you lie to me
Like you're so talented and you're so sweet
And how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me

And I love the way you lie to me
Like you're so talented and you're so sweet
And how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me

Yeah, I love the way you brush me off
As if to say you've have had enough
And now we don't speak for weeks
You swear you're not ignoring me
And I hate the way that my skin fits
And how you say I lack confidence no shit
Are you listening
Are you even fucking listening

And I love the way you lie to me
Like you're so talented and you're so sweet
And how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me

Have you heard the story where I drowned
I never accounted for the undertow
I can barely keep my feet on solid ground
But I guess that's some sort metaphor
Have you heard the part where I apologize
For reasons I don't comprehend
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
And I'm sorry you're not
You're sorry you're not even listening

Written by:
Corey Scordo

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