Headlights
Long night
Walk down
Tell you
Big fight
Short cry
Fall down
Bad truth
Would you talk to me that way
If I kept it to myself?
You remind me of the rain
Should have made up someone else
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
The truth is hard to be
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
Short line
All night
Don't tell me
I love you
Bright eyes
Soft side
I'll come back
To get you
You remind me of the rain
You remind me of the pain
You're taught to be a man
But a man's never taught to take the blame
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
Your heart is finally pounding
For them it's hard to tell
I think I've got a feeling
There's nobody here but you
Bouquet of lies unreeling
A poser with a bad truth
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
(Bob ross makes us cry)
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
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Headlights
Long night
Walk down
Tell you
Big fight
Short cry
Fall down
Bad truth
Would you talk to me that way
If I kept it to myself?
You remind me of the rain
Should have made up someone else
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
The truth is hard to be
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
Short line
All night
Don't tell me
I love you
Bright eyes
Soft side
I'll come back
To get you
You remind me of the rain
You remind me of the pain
You're taught to be a man
But a man's never taught to take the blame
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
Your heart is finally pounding
For them it's hard to tell
I think I've got a feeling
There's nobody here but you
Bouquet of lies unreeling
A poser with a bad truth
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
(Bob ross makes us cry)
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
Long night
Walk down
Tell you
Big fight
Short cry
Fall down
Bad truth
Would you talk to me that way
If I kept it to myself?
You remind me of the rain
Should have made up someone else
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
The truth is hard to be
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
Short line
All night
Don't tell me
I love you
Bright eyes
Soft side
I'll come back
To get you
You remind me of the rain
You remind me of the pain
You're taught to be a man
But a man's never taught to take the blame
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
Your heart is finally pounding
For them it's hard to tell
I think I've got a feeling
There's nobody here but you
Bouquet of lies unreeling
A poser with a bad truth
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
(Bob ross makes us cry)
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
Writer: Danna Harris, Edmond Lucitt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid