You don't have to
Try on my shoes
I just need fuel
Nothing more
Nothing more
Under the moon
Cold-hearted blue
Moments outgrew
But did we grow
Did we grow
This should be the part
Where I sing about a broken lover
Might not be; but glad that u discovered
People come and go
Till you're alone
Could you tell me how it goes for you
I've been so weathered in my past lives
It feels like I'm a byproduct of a
Woodwork, I've been carved out for so much
Hold me down
Throw me up
Cut me out
I- I
I- I
My shoulders are
Jagged and sharp
And if I'm being honest
I just let it dissolve
Cause this should be the part
Where I sing about a broken lover
Might not be; but glad that u discovered
People come and go
Till you're alone
Could you tell me how it goes for you
I've been so weathered in my past lives
It feels like I'm a byproduct of a
Woodwork, I've been carved out for so much
Hold me down
Throw me up
Cut me out
I- I
I- I
I feel so weathered
Carved from the cracks
Golden leftovers
Portmanteau
I feel so weathered
Carved from the cracks
Golden leftovers
Could you tell me how it goes for you?
I've been so weathered in my past lives
It feels like I'm a byproduct of a
Woodwork, I've been carved out for so much
Hold me down
Throw me up
Cut me out
I've been so weathered in my past lives
It feels like I'm a byproduct of a
Woodwork, I've been carved out for so much
This is not your love song
Love
I've been so weathered in my
It feels like
Woodwork, I've been carved
Hold me down
Throw me up
Cut me out