latest lyrics by izzy b. |
holy shit! you’re like pizza rat
we’re eating at a table with the lights out
you’re too hungover to see straight
but i’ll gush over how you look tonight
while you ache to crawl back to the couch
with a mouthful of crust and lust you regret
you groan about the glow of my phone
i’m sorry i won’t let you forget
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
dragging me wherever you go
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
nagging me, whatever, let’s go
holy shit! you’re in pieces, man
left sneakers on the floor with the laces tied
you’re too sick again to walk straight
but i’ll laugh again in our place tonight
leading you to your bed while you complain
it’s insane if i write with spite about you now
i think about the times we’re in sync
i swear i won’t kill you somehow
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
dragging me wherever you go
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
nagging me, whatever, let’s go
i’m writing this bridge
hoping you’ll get over it
we’re driving this bridge
knowing i’m so over shit
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
dragging me wherever you go
you’re nothing but a pizza rat
nagging me, whatever, let’s go
woke up to a new year
and another text from you
asking where your gift is
bitching it’s way past due
buuuuuut
you got nothin’ for christmas
yeah, nothin’ from me
you got nothin’ for christmas
and you. won’t. get. ME!
it’s not on back order
or just coming late next week
it’s not lost in the mail
i’m not being a sneak
ooooooh
you got nothin’ for christmas
yeah, nothin’ from me
you got nothin’ for christmas
and you. won’t. get. ME!
don’t check the chimney
don’t turn your stocking inside out
don’t wait by the tree
better not pout, i’m telling you why
caaaaause
you got nothin’ for christmas
yeah, nothin’ from me
you got nothin’ for christmas
and YOU. WON’T. GET. ME!
3, 2, 1
too much fun
champagne sips
locking lips
the drum beats
my heart leaps
everybody counted
and everybody kissed
but i kept on thinking
about the shots i’ve missed
it’s a party
i’ll roll eyes if i want to
roll eyes if i want to
it’s a party
i’ll roll eyes if i want to
roll eyes if i want to
everybody counted
and everybody kissed
but i kept on thinking
about the shots i’ve missed
spoken:
you miss 100% of the shots
you don’t take, wayne gretzy
...michael scott said that
CRAY BREAKDOWN 🎸🥁
everybody counted
and everybody kissed
but i kept on thinking
about the shots i’ve missed
about the shots you’ve missed
everybody counted
and we never even kissed
my my my
what little hands to choke him with!
but he said
i’d commit arson for you
and i thought
oh my god he’s goddamn cute
so i let him live
at least this time
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
but not this time
bye bye bye
these little knives to cut him with!
but he said
i’ll help hide the bodies
and i knew
oh my god he’s what i need
so i let him live
at least this time
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
but not this time
my my my
what a perfect crime
my my my
oh, maybe next time
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
i’ll make you come, make you cry
cross my heart, hope you die
fill my head with pretty thoughts
fill my bed with forget you nots
she’s sweet like a sixth grade secret
wanna lock our lips and keep it
can we intertwine like vines all night?
can we ignore the morning light?
slow down the music
speed up my heart
i ache for her affection
i wait for her in the dark
slow down the music
speed up my heart
it’s not a crush if i ignore it
it’s not all lust if i don’t explore it
she’s soft like a small bird singing
listen to her voice, stop thinking
can we talk until the sun comes up?
can she promise i’ll be enough?
slow down the music
speed up my heart
i ache for her affection
i wait for her in the dark
slow down the music
speed up my heart
maybe it’s all hyperbole
she’ll never want to be with me
slow down the music
speed up my heart
i ache for her affection
i wait for her in the dark
slow down the music
speed up my heart