Waxahatchee - Singer's No Star lyrics
[Waxahatchee - Singer's No Star lyrics]
Coming up for air for all the people who
Recognize the sadness in a stranger
With less to lose
Shoop eh doop
We get comfortable with our detachment
To our oldest friends
And you got me here where I'm left alone
I'm not the only thing you ever left
If I were to spoil a victory
Or accept all of your trust and
Praise in spite of me
Will you recognize the failure in
My voice before I leave? Shoop eh doop
We sit on a crowded ship
It's not the ending that's the tragic part
If you'd get off my shoulders and sit
Beside me we would both be fine