She's asleep in the backseat Looking peaceful enough to me But she's wakin' up inside a dream Full of screeching tires and fire We're comin' back from where no one lives Pretty much just veterans When I pointed out where the North Star is She called me a fuckin' liar
And Emily (Emily) , I'm sorry, I just Make it up as I go along Yet, I can feel myself becoming (I can feel myself) Someone only you could want
Headed straight for the concrete In a nightmare screaming Now I'm wide awake, spiraling And you don't wanna talk Just take me back to Montreal I'll get a real job You'll go back to school We can burn out in the freezing cold And just get lost
Emily (Emily) , I'm sorry, baby You know how I get when I'm wrong (You know how I get) And I can feel myself becoming (I can feel myself) Somebody I'm not, I'm not, so Emily (Emily) , forgive me, can we Make it up as we go along? I'm twenty-seven and I don't know who I am (Don't know who I am) But I know what I want
Emily, I'm sorry Emily, I'm sorry I'm sorry
Compositores: Julien Rose Baker (BMI), Lucy Elizabeth Dacus (Lucy Dacus) (BMI), Phoebe L Bridgers (ASCAP)Editores: Kobalt Music Services America Inc, Whatever Mom (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #37986114 em 08/Mai/2024