my on repeat
from turning red and faking smiles
nothing new
time wont fly its like im paralyzed by it
all too well
our country guess it was a lawless land
DBATC
but i would lay my armour down
the story of us
and the conversation with the little white lies
the other side of the door
i cant find a pulse, my heart wont start anymore
youre losing me
dont you dream impossible things
you had to fight to have the upper hand
white horse
wont you whisper soft and slow
sparks fly
heres to silence that cuts me to the core
forever and always
we never painted by the numbers baby
the 1
shell patch up your tapestry that i shred
champagne problems
i used to switch out these kens, id just ghost
hits different
may these memories break our fall
long live
hung my head as i lost the war
clean
always taking up too much space or time
tolerate it
back when you fit in my poems like a perfect rhyme
holy ground
i could feel the mascara run
Right where u left me
today is never too late to be brand new
innocent
broke your heart
how you get the girl
you hear my stolen lullabies
my tears ricochet
a dwindling mercurial high
illicit affairs
every single christmas and i want to talk about that
begin again
the jurys out but my choice is you
ours
and then it fades into the gray of my day-old tea
gold rush