well I hate your fucking face, and the way you always made fun of me for biting my nails // you think I'm not as smart as you, think I'm not cool enough to keep up with the crowd you associate with // tried reading a new book, it's hard not to look, but I can't help from wondering what you're up to now but it's not my place so I'll give you your space // fuck me up 'cause I can't remember just who I was before I met you a better person a prop to use then throw away// I need a break, 'cause for some reason I only get tired in the morning and I feel so boring // I don't think these wounds will heal themselves, and if they do it won't be 'cause you helped, you never fucking helped, you never fucking cared, you only ever cared about yourself // I never thought it'd be so hard, we haven't spoken since last march, I try to cut you out but I still care about you, I'll always fucking care about you
A big, bright, sweet single from Philadelphia's Hurry, sugary vocal melody playing perfectly against starstruck guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2016