The Tortured Poets Department
Now you're at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors, my husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
Fortnight (feat. Post Malone)
I'm sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind, wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life
I Don't Wanna Live Forever
I can hold my breath, I've been doing it since he left
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart
You lift my feet off the ground, you spin me around
Crazier
I just learned these people try and save you 'cause they hate you
But Daddy I Love Him
Under the mistletoe, watching the fire glow
Christmas Tree Farm
Did you take all my old clothes? Just to leave me here naked and alone?
Down Bad
We gotta do it ourselves, they think that it's over, but it's just begun, only one thing can save us
Only the Young
And I don't even want you back, I just want to know if rusting my sparkling summer was the goal
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
Follow me home, if you dare to, I wouldn't know where to lead you
Beautiful Ghosts