Miss Dependent
(Yea yea yea yea)
(Uh)
Your air it felt unhinged tonight
(Oh God)
Tequila, Nolita, no salt, no lime
What a shame I ignored your flood warnings
The umbrella thought comes then the questions come pouring like:
“What are we?
Am I not enough?
Do you care ‘bout me?
Do you care ‘bout us?
I am just asking
Why’d you look his direction?”
At least bait me with an original question.
I walk up the stairs,
You just stand and stare
Pouting on the loud
Walk my ass back down
Standing face-to-face
On unstable ground
Always starts the same
This is how it sounds:
You say,
“Baby what’s better?
Leaving, or suffering together?”
Feels like
You have your answer
Tasking me to choose ‘cause you never really tell me what you need
Baby
You read the signs
Changed them
And made me the bad guy
Silly me
I should’ve known
That you cannot make your own decisions on your own
Of course we got fucked up tonight
(Yea)
Of course we got into it right outside
And of course I escorted you home
Because you and I know you won’t do it alone and I
Wanted to put it to rest
Wanted your head on my chest
Hope you don’t think I’m avoidant
But what is the point if
I’m tired and wasted?
of course you just have to exploit it
I walk up the stairs,
You just stand and stare
Pouting on the loud
Walk my ass back down
Standing face-to-face
On unstable ground
Always starts the same
Broken record now
You say,
“Baby what’s better?
Leaving, or suffering together?”
Feels like
You have your answer
Tasking me to choose ‘cause you never really tell me what you need
Baby
You read the signs
Changed them
And made me the bad guy
Silly me
I should’ve known
That you cannot make your own decisions on your own
You say,
“Baby what’s better?
Leaving, or suffering together?”
It feels like
You have your answer
Askin’ me to make a choice about us cause you never had the guts to be a man and tell me what you really need
Baby
You read the signs
Changed them
And then you made me the bad guy
Silly me
I should’ve known
That you cannot make your own decisions on your own
You say,
“Baby what’s better?
(Baby)
Leaving, or suffering together?”
(Feels like you’re lyin’)
Feels like
You have your answer
Tasking me to choose ‘cause you never really tell me what you need
Baby
(Baby)
You read the signs
(You read them)
Changed them
And made me the bad guy
Silly me
I should’ve known
That you cannot make your own decisions on your own.