Post March Third lyrics

Song information

Artist: Southcott
Album: Flee The Scene

Lyrics

Please excuse the lateness of my reply
Don't hold this against me
Four years long and i
Don't need your company
Please excuse my lack of will to try
To hold this together
I never saw the effort and you know

I hope this keeps you up late at night
Sinking fingers in the
Back bones of some guy
Who will leave you before you wake
This is your song, your greatest mistake

How much eyeliner does it take?
To hide the wrinkles your eyes keep
As the soundtrack to your lack of sleep

And I know
You're so unpredictable
But call me mr. typical
And what's his name
Or that boy you used to kiss
You put up with my shit
I'm so ridiculous