​freckles

[Intro]
(heylog)
Oh (Ooh)
Oh

[Chorus]
My thoughts could start a riot, I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a god, yeah, I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets, don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when she fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man, you're not even either, yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest, I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot, but all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions while I go back to work again

[Verse 1]
If you love me, please don't say it, I'd rather you lie it
My heart is close to dying, no way I can revive it
Leave me here in peace and silence, if I'm hurt you'll hear the sirens
Oh, take me to the ambulance, these voices feel so ambient
My gas shot, I cannot break it, your best friend real good at flaking
Honestly, I kinda hate him, what goes on inside that brain of his?
She worship all the wickedness, I cannot just stand for this
Her soul with flames and ashes, don't look back as I walk past it

[Verse 2]
My heart is half divided, she threw it in the garbage
That explains why I can't find it, could you spare me a med kit?
I been busy duct-taping it, but that can't even hold it
The pieces keep on falling, no, she don't even notice
She ask, "Hey, should I post this?"
O-M-G, you got me mega pissed
Have I told you how I'm sick of it
How you love me when I'm just a kid?
She crying while I'm grinnin', I'm laughing while she fearin'
I feel like Pandora, tag along 'cause I'm useless

[Bridge]
I don't wanna talk, baby, could you just let me go?
I feel safer praying, even God thinks I'm alone
Nobody can hear me here yelling in the pillow
Punch holes in the wall, oh man, I'm getting pretty close
Move on to your face, I'll give your boy a bloody nose
Jump into the ice, it's cold, but I forgot my clothes
She touch 'round my stomach and feeling all my ripples
Nails scratching the crevices, she kissing my freckles

[Chorus]
My thoughts could start a riot, I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a god, yeah, I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets, don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when she fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man, you're not even either, yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest, I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot, but all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions while I go back to work again