Cotton Candy

Another cycle of running from my vices
I'm so uncomfortable compared to when I felt the nicest
Last summer wasn't better, but I'll compare it 'cause I don't know better
My bloodshot eyes and that written letter, I'm not a stepping stool, but I let her
I hate that I still write songs about you, it makes no sense 'cause I dont talk about you
I wanted something else, and you gave me something so much fucking worse

Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't
Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't
Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't