Gaslighter
Lauren Denitzio, Worriers
This could write itself
After hours at the beach
Up to the breakers in the dark
Somewhere we're not supposed to be
Now I get to hear about how sorry you are
Now's a perfect time to hear how sorry you are
Who wouldn't fall for that?
Plans to take us far and wide
Push me into a pitch black ocean
Keep me sane
Get me high
Now I get to hear about how sorry you are
Now's a perfect time to hear how sorry you are
But I just want to be alone sometimes
I just want to be alone sometimes
