Panimosity Songtext
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Panimosity Songtext
Done playing your fool
I′m not licking your wounds
It'd be absurd to
Arguing′s useless
We're not gonna fix this
It is what it is
Don't want to be collateral damage
From some emotional baggage
Go find a therapist
You′ve wasted all this time
You never had to drag me into this
I should′ve left your ass in Panama City
I could've called my brother, got on a bus
Instead of tucking tail and swallowing feelings
I should′ve stood my ground and gone with my gut
Now you've got us here in this situation
When we′re supposed to be enjoying vacation
I know you'd rather play the martyr than face it
So go ahead and put yourself on a cross again
You can keep on telling me I′m arrogant
Better that than being some kind of sycophant
This whole thing's left a rotten taste in my mouth
This time I'm not choking it down
So busy with my righteous indignation
I probably could′ve hitched a ride to the station
Instead I laid awake and stared at the ceiling
I should′ve left your ass in Panama City
This rotten taste that's in my mouth
I′m not choking it down
You say you need some time to figure your shit out
So go figure your shit out
Taste you left in my mouth
Not gonna choke it down
Won't wait around while you figure it out
Taste you left in my mouth
Not gonna choke it down
Won′t wait around while you figure it out
So go on and figure it out
Figure it out
Go on and figure it out
Figure it out
Figure it out
I′m not licking your wounds
It'd be absurd to
Arguing′s useless
We're not gonna fix this
It is what it is
Don't want to be collateral damage
From some emotional baggage
Go find a therapist
You′ve wasted all this time
You never had to drag me into this
I should′ve left your ass in Panama City
I could've called my brother, got on a bus
Instead of tucking tail and swallowing feelings
I should′ve stood my ground and gone with my gut
Now you've got us here in this situation
When we′re supposed to be enjoying vacation
I know you'd rather play the martyr than face it
So go ahead and put yourself on a cross again
You can keep on telling me I′m arrogant
Better that than being some kind of sycophant
This whole thing's left a rotten taste in my mouth
This time I'm not choking it down
So busy with my righteous indignation
I probably could′ve hitched a ride to the station
Instead I laid awake and stared at the ceiling
I should′ve left your ass in Panama City
This rotten taste that's in my mouth
I′m not choking it down
You say you need some time to figure your shit out
So go figure your shit out
Taste you left in my mouth
Not gonna choke it down
Won't wait around while you figure it out
Taste you left in my mouth
Not gonna choke it down
Won′t wait around while you figure it out
So go on and figure it out
Figure it out
Go on and figure it out
Figure it out
Figure it out
Writer(s): Drew Kennedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
