Текст песни Gross - Penelope Scott

It was so easy with you, so salty and gross
Made me feel clean by comparison
It was the tongue in my mouth
And the fire in my house
It made me look so innocent

I'm never gonna feel good again
I've played this game all the way to the end
Look at this stupid little song for you
You're pretty good at this game, too

I wish I didn't miss you
Or that I liked you at all
I wish I had the guts to fuck my own life up
I wish I had your set of balls
But I'm a chemical compound
I'm just the ring you take off
I'm just the next little girl you fake it with
Before you go, make it work with the one that you love

I drink my dumb little drinks
Act like you care what I think
Or like I really wanna get to know you
Give everybody a chance, put on my makeup and dance
Say things like, "I'll do anything for you"
Don't I look good in this dress?
In this well manicured mess
I look phenomenal, but only to you, oh
It's even worse than you think
I'm watching everything
And I'll die before I'll tell you the truth

I'm never gonna feel good again
I've played this game all the way to the end
One more stupid little song for you
You're better than you thought at this, too

I wish I never met you
Or that I wanted you still
I wish I had the guts to fuck my own life up
I wish you'd just come over and kill me
But I'm a chemical compound
I'm just the ring you take off
I'm just the next little girl you fake it with
Before you go, make it work with the one that you love

And I don't even resent that
Do you get that I don't even object
I don't mind what you meant
But then how dare you express
Whatever brand of respect this is
When I made sure that we both know I'm a mess

I hate it most when they're kind
When they have meaningful lives
And I'm the awful one standing next to them
It was an earnest suggestion, a real connection
Every part of me poses a threat to them
And if you're mean, then they'll laugh
Like they don't understand
If you got it, you would fucking go home, well
Say that you want me still, say I'm just mentally ill
Or I'm just a bitch, but, you'll never know

I'm never gonna feel good again
I've played this game through the end
I'll pull the plug, or I'll wait it out
But I don't need you around

I wish I never met you
I wish I wasn't a waste
I wish I had the guts to fuck my own life up
Or the heart to set myself straight
But I'm a chemical compound
You're just the gun in my mouth
If you'd stop romanticizing who I am at parties
You'd find your way out

I wish I weren't a liar
I wish that I could be kind
I wish that I could trust you
That things would turn out fine

But I'm a chemical compound
I'm just a flash in your hand
And if you don't wanna play, just say so
And you'll never ever see me again