Someday you're gonna find out what it means
to love somebody and have em love you back
until then you're gonna have to tell yourself
that you don't, you don't need anybody else
My room's clean but my carpet never is
my breath stinks and my body type is thin
it's my fault that you don't ever want to be around
and you don't, you don't even know me anymore
Oh it's like a curse
when the best shirts never fit
All week I've been picking at a scab
all week I've been itching at it still
it healed up as I was getting used to it
I think I, I think I'm gonna miss it just a bit
I wonder what I forget from day to day
I wonder if I could still remember when
way back when we had each other in our thoughts
And you knew, you knew how much I loved you
And oh it's like a curse
when the best shirts never fit
Someday you're gonna find out what it means
to love somebody and have em love you back
until then you're gonna have to tell yourself
that you don't, you don't need anybody else
Entirely analog, lush melodic pop with a tender heart from L.A. artist Human Barbie sounds bigger than the bedroom project it is. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2020