Inspired by Bethany Consentino
Your reckless driving
The "Fuck Yous"
Constant complications
The dried up roses
Scattered feeling
My torn up shoes
Blinded ambition
Never pretty
Always messy
You're better than me, baby
Why can't you see?
You say it's the music
You want to hear it
It's why you stay
The way I walk
The way we talk
You like how it sounds