I Told You Things
Gracie Abrams
I told you things that I never said
You're the golden boy and my worst regret
So I cut the cost and I limit feeling
You were all at once till the fade to black
Took your cigarettes and poems back
You were in my hands, now you're on my ceiling
But how's the city been? You get recognized
At the local bar by the drunken guys
And the starlet girls, they claw for pieces
Do you give a few? Do you like that?
Do you freak out or get sad?
Do you go home or am I reaching?
Hey, wait, guess what? Yesterday
I stopped and played it safe
Instead of walking straight
To you to say
Stay, never mind, okay
Don't mean it, plus you've changed
Not much, but just enough
To throw away
Fake fantasies and games
I've lost a year, it's strange
Composed a hundred ways
To tell you
Hey, what if I took your call
As more than just a call?
As writing on the walls
You built this cage
Lost color in my face
You're fair and I'm insane
Hallucination, shame
Guilt, pain, more pain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) more pain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) more pain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) more pain
(Ah-ah-ah)
I told you things that I never said
To anybody else, I regret them
But I'll pack it up and practice leaving, mm
You were all at once till the fade to black
Till the yellow glow turned a little sad
You were in my hands, but you're good at leaving