Mama’s boy, touch starved
Sticker book kinda boy yeah
kinda cute, but nothing more
Hope that’s your biggest trophy
Hope you polish it at night
Hope it keeps you company
You messed it up
Not tragic, just dumb
Thought hits me, I roll my eyes
Your face, your voice, your little act
Even that damn car you loved
Hope that’s your biggest trophy
Hope you polish it at night
Hope it keeps you company
You messed it up
Not tragic, just dumb
Not needy for love, just attention
You’ll miss me on and off,
maybe get a little obsessed
While I’m dealing with my own mess
Hope it’s all you ever had
Right up until you’re underground
Hope that’s your biggest trophy
Hope you polish it at night
Hope it keeps you company
You messed it up
Not tragic, just dumb
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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