more phoebe bridgers inspired lyrics

I saw Joan at the church the other day

and asked “aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

She looked at me with those big blazing eyes

And said “I thought I’d try living instead”




I had a dream about you last week

I didn’t tell you because I was afraid of what you’d think

You were a skeleton dead in the ground

Surrounded by pillows and guarded by hounds

I couldn’t breath so I counted to ten

I was so afraid I’d never see you again




You never told me where you left to that day

Besides just to say that you were running away

I wish you knew I didn’t need you to stay

I just wanted you there but didn’t know what to say




You gave me a book of short stories on my birthday

I read them just to understand you better

But I know I didn’t interpret them the right way

Cause you didn’t respond to my letter




I can hear the sirens already

They’re so loud, and I worry

That it’s you, they’re headed towards




We rushed through the romance

Like running lines backstage

Hitting all the emotional peaks

And then quickly turning the page




I know I revealed too much too soon

I hope you don’t mind that I’m still locked up in my room

It just hurts to know that you’ve seen

Every broken piece of me




I’ve been trying to see what you see in me

But there’s no one looking back in the mirror

So I take 20 dollars for a taxi out to the sea

In hopes that the water will make it all a bit clearer