Scuffle

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? [Hook] Look at the, look at the way she sits 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) [Bridge x2] 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) [Hook] 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