More songs by Katelyn Tarver
Description
Mastering Engineer: Nathan Dantzler
Mixer: Pedro Calloni
Producer, Engineer: Mikey Reaves
Composer: Katelyn Tarver
Composer: Michael Joseph Reaves
Composer: Tofer Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Take a drive or a one-way flight to Japan
Lay in bed, playing dead, not giving a damn
Order in, talk some shit on the phone with a friend
If I wanted, I could
Call a guy that I met last night at the bar
Couple drinks, make him think that he's got a shot
Chase a thrill, try to feel some way that I'm not
If I wanted, I could
All this freedom, all this time
I wish I liked getting high
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore
Now I throw all my clothes on your side of the bed
Sold the 55-inch you just had to get
Think about all the things that I should've said
But I didn't
Now I got all this freedom, all this time
Should we give it one more try?
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore
Uuhhhhhhh
Uuhhhhhhh
Sometimes it's hard out here in the deep end
I miss having something to believe in
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore
English translation
Take a drive or a one-way flight to Japan
Lay in bed, playing dead, not giving a damn
Order in, talk some shit on the phone with a friend
If I wanted, I could
Call a guy that I met last night at the bar
Couple drinks, make him think that he's got a shot
Chase a thrill, try to feel some way that I'm not
If I wanted, I could
All this freedom, all this time
I wish I liked getting high
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore
Now I throw all my clothes on your side of the bed
Sold the 55-inch you just had to get
Think about all the things that I should've said
But I didn't
Now I got all this freedom, all this time
Should we give it one more try?
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore
Uuhhhhhhh
Uuhhhhhhh
Sometimes it's hard out here in the deep end
I miss having something to believe in
I don't talk to Jesus, but I think he understands
Why I had to leave him to go find out who I am
Don't know myself, 'cause I'm a shell of the girl I was before
I don't eat, I don't pray, I don't love you anymore