Ethel Cain 78fahrenheit demo

Held your birthday up in Talladega Someone kissed you and it wasn’t me Took the love she felt and masturbated Only winners get a winning streak And you’re a motherfucking winner baby You cry about it every time you feel empty Why is everything about you Even when it’s just you and me You walk so close to the road I never stop you Call it sheer curiosity I wonder why I’m alone You say it’s something wrong with me I get so sick from the touch What I ever did to make him that fucking angry I care but never enough How much is enough? How much do you want? I'm not [?], I'm just a star [?] [?] You're not sorry, I'm not tired I'm not tired, I'm not tired [?] Where’s your heart at When your hands are So unsurely all over me Fed me lies 'til I was starving You know what you wanted It just wasn’t me Why is it so hard for you to love me And why is it so cold in this room Is it something I did? And did I do it to you?