Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
dacelynn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
dacelynn
Songwriter
Phil Good
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Good
Producer
Jon Buscema
Producer
Lyrics
She's always upset
Says the world's out to get her
The hell in her head makes it hard to get out
My afternoons spent seeking refuge in showers
'Till my silhouette might erode with the grout
Isn't it funny, I still think she is the one
Oh, I'm so lucky to be miserable and loved
And I get caught in a bad wave
You turn water to heartache
Lie through your cracked teeth
I don't think that I love you means anything to me
(Anything to me)
(Anything)
I'll talk to my counselor
I pay her just to listen to me liе
And talk in circles 'till I've ran up all the timе
And when I'm back here Monday morning
I think I know my lines
She'll ask me all about our future
And I'll break out into hives
Isn't it funny, I still think she is the one
Oh, I'm so lucky to be miserable and loved
And I get caught in a bad wave
You turn water to heartache
Lie through your cracked teeth
I don't think that I love you means anything to me
(Anything to me)
(Anything)
(Another day with my head underwater)
(Another day with you holding me down)
Writer(s): Dacelynn, Phil Good
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