Tap Water

Harrison Goodell

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I'm a little bit on edge from this waiting game
I can't walk two blocks here without hearing your name
You're in the tap water
Now I'm a sleepwalker

I thought we built this house on trust
Even called it love
But real love don't drop bombs
When the feelings lost

So damn reactive
I had to pack it up
It made you mad and
You had to fuck it up

I had to scrape to get the taste of you out of my mouth
I'm bleeding
You lit the flame to taunt my fame
You really think that I don't see it
How you mean nothing to me

Now I only feel at ease behind deadlocked doors
‘Cause logic doesn't stop the thoughts you can't ignore

I won't admit it
Won't let you right this wrong
I thrive in panic
Cnd write a damn sad song

I had to scrape to get the taste of you out of my mouth
I'm bleeding
You lit the flame to taunt my fame
You really think that I don't see it
How you mean nothing to me

Woah, woah