I don't need someone to talk to
I guess I'll get some rest
I'm not allowed to write songs about him when I'm actively upset
There's coyote screams down my street
Less menacing than the look he gives
We're not choking cus we're feisty anymore
We're just trying to break each other's necks
I need someone to talk to when I'm not feeling right
I need someone to treat me like a child
Cus I'm still afraid of the dark
I need I need someone to have dance parties with
When I get drunk and won't stop crying
Baby I can feel another wave coming on tonight
(Baby here it goes)
I need someone new to talk to
I'll go and check who's left
I won't write a song about someone unless I'm actively obsessed
So many venues haunted by the ghost of you
I can hardly make it through our set
I'm sending you songs and signs through a tin can string
Anything to hear from you again
I need someone to talk to when I'm not feeling right
I need someone to treat me like a child
Cus I'm still afraid of the dark
I need I need someone to argue bout the Beatles with
When I get drunk and won't stop trying
Baby I can feel another wave coming on tonight
(Baby here it goes)
Tonight
Maybe you could kiss me like the sand beneath the water
Maybe you could kiss me like you're glad you don't have a daughter
Maybe you could kiss me like you wish you could break all my bones
Maybe you could kiss me like a friend
Like a friend
Please won't you believe me when I say that I'm upset
Please won't you believe me when I say that it's real bad
Please won't you believe me when I say that I'm obsessed
Please won't you believe believe believe believe me
I need someone to talk to when I'm not feelin right
I need someone to treat me like a child
Cus I'm still afraid of the dark
I need I need someone to have dance parties with
When I get drunk and won't stop crying
And baby I can feel another wave coming on tonight
(Baby here it goes)
I need someone to talk to when I'm not feeling right
I need someone to treat me like a child
Cus I'm still afraid of the dark
I need I need someone to hold my hand in the car
When I'm not even drunk
I just miss your guts so god damn much
I'm tired of pretending like this isn't fucked
And I'm done hiding
Done lying tonight