COUNTRY FEEDBACK

This flower is scorched
This film is on
On a maddening loop
These clothes,
These clothes don't fit us right
I'm to blame
It's all the same
It's all the same

You come to me with a bone in your hand
You come to me with your hair curled tight
You come to me with persistence
You come to me with excuses
Ducked out in a row
You wear me out
You wear me out

We've been through faith, breakdown
Self hurt
Plastics, collections
Self help, self pain,
Guest psychics fuck off
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this
I need this
A paper weight, junk garage
Winter rain, a honey pot
Crazy, all the lovers have been tapped
Hotline, wanted ad
Crazy what you could have had
It's crazy what you could have had
It's crazy what you could have had
I need this
I need this