"Please Don't Cry, You Have Swag" lyrics

"Please Don't Cry, You Have Swag"

I missed you when I thought we shared some interests
Old songs and games we'd share
You're not who lived in my head
The afterglow started fading when I left

You said it wouldn't make a difference whether we could be together or not

But if you wanna talk about the things you did
Well I'll be here and I can handle it
So come back strong or not at all
It's up to you to fix your faults

Okay
You think I matter less than politics
When all I want
Is fresh paint
Before we ever would've talked like this
At a loss
A bloodstain
Ruined fabric that you used to wear
A promenade, slow pace
As we realize we're going to different places

But if you wanna talk about the things you did
I won't be there you won't grow out of it
The cords restrung, the feelings gone
It's all your fault, I'm moving on

Hey
You said it wouldn't make a difference
Whether we can be together or not

Stay home, Stay home
I wanted to keep you but feel it's likely
You don't share my resolve
(Hey)
I guess it doesn't make a difference whether we can stand each other or not
Stay home, Stay home
You could call it courtesy that
I tried to keep you here for this long
(Hey)
I guess it doesn't fucking matter if we ever see each other or not
Stay home, Stay home
Stay home, Stay home


Writer(s): Christopher S Freeman, Nathan Joseph Sanville, Brandon L Blakeley, Ryan Michael Malicsi
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