Maisie Peters - Burn The Bridges

Thought I could love a good guy
Though we could figure it out
Footsteps on the rosewood
I'd been drowning in a drought

Thought I could teach my eyes to
Conjure you instead
Of him and all his sherbet sugar words stuck in my

He-e-e-e-ead
Lions and tigers in my
Be-e-e-e-ed
They all roar whyyy

I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can't quit
My hearts split
In half it's just no good
He left me stitches but I still recall his digits
Like echo
I can't let go
I wish to God that I could
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges

Thought I could be your daydream
Fairy tale pale pink
Rollerscate past roses
That will always reek of him

Princess for you darling
Think I'm too fucked up
On sherbet lips and circus tricks when I wasn't

En-o-o-o-o-o-ough
And he was mine, and now we're
Do-o-o-o-o-one
But still I cryyyy coz I

I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can't quit
My hearts split
In half it's just no good
He left me stitches but I still recall his digits
Like echo
I can't let go
I wish to God that I could
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges

You want what I can't give
And I wish it weren't true
That at night I dream of him
Whilst sleeping next to you
Lions beside my bed
Whispering all your
Merits, it's no good

I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can't quit
My hearts split
In half it's just no good
He left me stitches but I still recall his digits
Like echo
I can't let go
I wish to God that I could
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges
B-burn the bridges burn the bridges