Postcards
Beatrich「Postcards」はBeatrichの曲です, 2022, Pop。長さは2:51, 57 lines / 268 words。
歌詞
0:20My skin is thick
0:22Like your lipstick
0:24It makes me sick
0:26To my stomach
0:29You words left bruises
0:31The last time that you used me
0:34It was a kick
0:36But I loved it
0:38You told me that I'm different
0:40But there's no space in your heart to fit in
0:44It's hard to let things go
0:45If they never happened
0:48So why you introduce me
0:50To your friends and your family now
0:53It's hard to let things go
0:55If they kinda happened
0:57Now I'm sending postcards
1:00With no hearts
1:03Scribble out the ex
1:04Such a mess
1:06Guess I need another
1:07Postcard
1:10It's so hard
1:12You're still in my head
1:14Since you left
1:15You gotta hold gotta hold on me
1:20You gotta hold gotta hold on me
1:25You gotta hold gotta hold on
1:27Was I too much
1:29Too hard to love
1:32Or not enough
1:34To be worth it
1:37You're still my muse
1:38Even know I'd never choose it
1:41Somehow I'm hooked
1:43I'll admit it
1:46You told me that I'm different
1:48But there's no space in your heart to fit in
1:51It's hard to let things go
1:52If they never happened
1:55So why you introduce me
1:57To your friends and your family now
2:00It's hard to let things go
2:02If they kinda happened
2:04Now I'm sending postcards
2:07With no hearts
2:10Scribble out the ex
2:12Such a mess
2:13Guess I need another
2:15Postcard
2:17It's so hard
2:19You're still in my head
2:21Since you left
2:23You gotta hold gotta hold on me
2:32You gotta hold gotta hold on me
2:42You gotta hold gotta hold on me
2:51You gotta hold gotta hold on me
My skin is thick Like your lipstick It makes me sick To my stomach You words left bruises The last time that you used me It was a kick But I loved it You told me that I'm different But there's no space in your heart to fit in It's hard to let things go If they never happened So why you introduce me To your friends and your family now It's hard to let things go If they kinda happened Now I'm sending postcards With no hearts Scribble out the ex Such a mess Guess I need another Postcard It's so hard You're still in my head Since you left You gotta hold gotta hold on me You gotta hold gotta hold on me You gotta hold gotta hold on Was I too much Too hard to love Or not enough To be worth it You're still my muse Even know I'd never choose it Somehow I'm hooked I'll admit it You told me that I'm different But there's no space in your heart to fit in It's hard to let things go If they never happened So why you introduce me To your friends and your family now It's hard to let things go If they kinda happened Now I'm sending postcards With no hearts Scribble out the ex Such a mess Guess I need another Postcard It's so hard You're still in my head Since you left You gotta hold gotta hold on me You gotta hold gotta hold on me You gotta hold gotta hold on me You gotta hold gotta hold on me
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