Kale

I won’t pretend that I like it here
The smell of young party showers and fear
I’m not the girl that you like to see
There’s so much more to joke about than me

The yellow lights
The dirty truth
The red flags
They point at you

And I don’t have
Much room for this
So my advice
Just stick with

I won’t pretend that I wanna be here
When It rains your eyes finally turn clear
Oh, you know me just like you know everyone else
It’s just a picture either burn it or put it on your shelf

Oh oh

Dirty car
You lost the key
On your dashboard
Picture of me

But I don’t need
Your happy pills
I’m on my own
I’ll stick with the kale

Can’t you see baby
Can’t you see your killing me
Are you blind or is it me
Am I the only one who sees
The things your doing baby please
Can’t you can’t you see
Can’t you see
Can’t you see you killing me

You’re killing me

Dirty car
You lost the key
On your dashboard
Picture of me