Dessa - Scuffle lyrics
[Dessa - Scuffle lyrics]
Hands are shaking
Radiating doubt and debating
Whether it's worth it
A person is always going to stay
And I've been planning my escape
Mapping out what it would take
I need a rope ladder, a plane ticket
A mess of new mistakes
I got myself in my hands
I'm not sure how to support her
But maybe 55404 is not the only venue for her
Cause if I can't keep my cool in public
You know the mockingbirds
They love that shit
See I'm the starlet of the scandal that's
The talk of this tiny town
And every room I enter
Everybody shuts they mouths
Like I'm so oblivious that
I'm downright stunned
Like I can't hear the words
You're hiding underneath your tongue
I didn't catch you saying grace, motherfucker
So tell my how does my name taste?
Spit it out
So tell me how does my name taste?
Look at the, look at the way she sit's
I bet, I bet she got a basic case of it
She better, better take herself a notch down
Not quite so proud now
Nobody's gonna pity such a pretty clown
Look at the, look, look at
Look at the state she's in
Look, look at the, look at
The face she makes, man
I guess, I guess that they really
Really do stay that way
Who the fuck am I? Fat lip
Where the hell did this shit come from?
Friends are behaving like they're
Allergic to problems
I wanna do it like Boots and the Coup
So true it hurts you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if
They really loved you
But let 'em look, point, shit, let 'em laugh
When the chips stacked
Know that I got my back
And maybe that makes me my better half
But, I know I got a better
One to tame my tongue (And here she comes)
The rumors they are blooming
And the rumors they're all true
A symphony of whispers rising
From the fitting room (She says, she says)
So you just let them move their mouths
About how you lost your edge
I was sent by you, love
To talk me off this ledge
And I don't care what kind of mess
They say your life is in
Mind your business, that's just Dessa
Talking to herself again
(Mind your own fucking business)
And I don't care about the cool
Kids at the corner coffee shop
Let them keep that idle talk
You just spread those broken wings
You spread those busted wings
You fucking walk
Radiating doubt and debating
Whether it's worth it
A person is always going to stay
And I've been planning my escape
Mapping out what it would take
I need a rope ladder, a plane ticket
A mess of new mistakes
I got myself in my hands
I'm not sure how to support her
But maybe 55404 is not the only venue for her
Cause if I can't keep my cool in public
You know the mockingbirds
They love that shit
See I'm the starlet of the scandal that's
The talk of this tiny town
And every room I enter
Everybody shuts they mouths
Like I'm so oblivious that
I'm downright stunned
Like I can't hear the words
You're hiding underneath your tongue
I didn't catch you saying grace, motherfucker
So tell my how does my name taste?
Spit it out
So tell me how does my name taste?
Look at the, look at the way she sit's
I bet, I bet she got a basic case of it
She better, better take herself a notch down
Not quite so proud now
Nobody's gonna pity such a pretty clown
Look at the, look, look at
Look at the state she's in
Look, look at the, look at
The face she makes, man
I guess, I guess that they really
Really do stay that way
Who the fuck am I? Fat lip
Where the hell did this shit come from?
Friends are behaving like they're
Allergic to problems
I wanna do it like Boots and the Coup
So true it hurts you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if
They really loved you
But let 'em look, point, shit, let 'em laugh
When the chips stacked
Know that I got my back
And maybe that makes me my better half
But, I know I got a better
One to tame my tongue (And here she comes)
The rumors they are blooming
And the rumors they're all true
A symphony of whispers rising
From the fitting room (She says, she says)
So you just let them move their mouths
About how you lost your edge
I was sent by you, love
To talk me off this ledge
And I don't care what kind of mess
They say your life is in
Mind your business, that's just Dessa
Talking to herself again
(Mind your own fucking business)
And I don't care about the cool
Kids at the corner coffee shop
Let them keep that idle talk
You just spread those broken wings
You spread those busted wings
You fucking walk