"Pinky Ring" lyrics
"Pinky Ring"
The sun bore a hole through your cranial skin
So I took a deep breath and I dove right in
The menial tasks there that never got did
I just pushed things around and they came unhid
Wasn't I good to you?
Wasn't I sweet to you?
I couldn't wait 'til you went home
It's not that I hate you, just wanted to be alone
But every time you leave I rip holes in my skin
I'll distract myself, buy a gold chain and a pinky ring
Wasn't I good to you?
Wasn't I sweet to you?
I wanna see your put your hands where you'd want them in a dream
I wanna be the girl that talks, makes you fall down to your knees
And maybe I've breathed an expiring breath
When I listened close there was nothing left
I thought I didn't know where to begin
Then she smiled at me and heaven blew in
Wasn't I good to you?
Oh, wasn't I sweet to you?
I wanna see your put your hands where you'd want them in a dream
I wanna be the girl that talks, makes you fall down to your knees
Push me around and make me sorry for everything I've done
Drag me back down, just pull me close, make me stare into the sun
Writer(s): Carmen Perry
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album:
"Like A Stone" (2021)
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