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My Halloween costume is still on the floor
If I pick it up then I have to move on
It didn't matter that it was my birthday
Everyone leaves but yours takes the whole cake
I put on your sweatshirt, I realized it's ugly
Another thing you love, taken right from me
So blow out the candles, I'm always the victim
It's not your fault that's how I've rigged the system
I'm still trying to make it make sense
It sounds wrong putting us in past tense
How can I weaponize all your love
How do I point the finger when no one's wrong
What are the odds you're a lesson
What's patience if I don't get tested
I've never moved on maybe ever
I wonder if you're the exception
Exception
I'm learning lessons
I'm second guessing
I'm redirecting these loose ends
How am I always too much and too little
I tried so hard to stay right in the middle
Why did we bother with planning to be here
Both knowing we wouldn't make it to New Year's
I'm still trying to make it make sense
It sounds wrong putting us in past tense
How can I weaponize all your love
How do I point the finger when no one's wrong
What are the odds you're a lesson
What's patience if I don't get tested
I've never moved on maybe ever
I wonder if you're the exception
Exception
I'm learning lessons
I'm second guessing
I'm redirecting these loose ends
Confessing
I can't be present
I'm moving reckless
You're getting tired, I know I'm a mess
Written by: Cameron Hale, Lizzy Cameron
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