​bedtime stories

[Chorus]
Baby, it's bedtime, I'm sorry that you are so sad
Stories run through like a childhood memory's bed
Lose it, everyone else, 'cause we cannot escape
Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and fucking Wednesday

[Verse]
(I'm not proud of that)
(You are)
(I'm not)
Time can't erase, but it's different for who I am (It never happened)
You say that you hate me, but everything isn't a plan
Against you
Lie to my face, tell me that I am pretty please
I don't have much confidеnce going for me anyways

[Chorus]
Baby, it's bedtimе, I'm sorry that you are so sad
Stories run through like a childhood memory's bed
Lose it, everyone else, 'cause we cannot escape
Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and fucking Wednesday