Theoretical lips stains on my neck
Are all I’ve got to express this week
Because life after we ended it all
Are the “best” they could possibly be
I never said that what I’m doing is better
It just feels more right than dealing with depression
We’ll break the locks to the old gated hotel
And start spending the night at viewers discretion
So don’t say a thing because my lips are shut
Just like both our hearts after I decide to drop you off
But you’ll tell your friends
That you think you’ve found love
Even though this is more like a fling
It doesn’t help that we’re both a rebuttal
After two year relationships ending
I never said that what I’m doing is better
It just feels more right than dealing with depression
We’ll break the locks to the old gated hotel
Since viewers discretion became our obsession
So don’t say a thing because my lips are sealed
Just like both our hearts
Once we both decided to leave each other behind
I never said that what I’m doing is better
It just feels more right than dealing with depression
But here’s to irresponsibility
And faking love or at least your love for me
Say what you will
We’ll pick the lock but then just break the doors that we tried to close
Because to hell with love
Our secret is safe unless you let them know
We’ve been seeing each other for mental comfort
And I hate that it feels like I’m falling in love
Because between the car rides from eleven to one
It’s not just a release
I’ve invested my time to unhealthy beliefs
We could leave everything behind
credits
from Red Flags,
released December 13, 2019
Written by: Hunter Caudill, Daniel Mudd, Noah Mounce
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