Fucking Smiling Testo

You’re doing better
Eighty-degree weather at Dolly’s
I bought a ticket cause you felt dismissive
I’m sorry

Well it’s hot as shit
And you’re doing bits
I’m laughing at it
It’s cracking my lips
And I didn’t mean it Just wanted to see that you’d want me

And I’m as sad as the cotton candy
In a bag you left at the entry

I’ve been fucking smiling
I’ve been taking one, two, three, four, five breaths
Trying to keep from crying
Counting all the things I almost said
I’d hate for you to see
The way you broke my heart
I don’t wanna leave
I’ll get back in the car
I’ll keep fucking smiling
And that’s the saddest part

Small talking pandering
Both of my hands are in pockets
Choking on air saying I dyed my hair
But you saw it
Then I took a took a hit
And offered you it
And you said you quit
Well I’m still addicted
Still on the carousel
Waiting even though they stopped it

And I’m as sad as cotton candy
Sugar and air it’s all so empty

I’ve been fucking smiling
I’ve been taking one, two, three, four, five breaths
Trying to keep from crying
Counting all the things I almost said
I’d hate for you to see
The way you broke my heart
I don’t wanna leave
I’ll get back in the car
I’ll keep fucking smiling
And that’s the saddest part

I’d hate for you to see
The way you broke my heart
I don’t wanna leave
I’ll get back in the car
I’ll keep fucking smiling
And that’s the saddest part

Remember in the bodega for Pop Chips at one in the morning?
Say goodbye to aphasia
And all of the words I’ve been hoarding