poltergeist Songtext
von Meg Smith

(Oh, fuckin′ hell)

The people that I fall for just fuckin' lie
But they lied a bit better than the other guy
My college best friends don′t talk anymore
My boyfriend says he loves me, how can I be sure?

Are my songs even good or no good at all?
The A&R said I was unoriginal
All my heroes got famous by 17
The girls with famous daddies have it so easy

I'm jealous, resentful, I swear I'm past my prime
Tryna keep myself alive
I′m selfish, ungrateful, it turns my knuckles white
But I can′t materialize
I'm a poltergeist


Goin′ on Hinge dates in the apocalypse
I've got a cousin who thinks that I′m a communist
It's all money, God, sex and politics
Singin′ my pop songs into the abyss

Holding on to things everyone else forgot
'Til he takes my shirt off in the parkin' lot

I′m jealous, resentful, I swear I′m past my prime
Tryna keep myself alive
I'm selfish, ungrateful, it turns my knuckles white
But I can′t materialize
I'm a poltergeist

I′m a poltergeist
I'm a poltergeist
I′m a poltergeist

I'm jealous, resentful, I swear I'm past my prime
Tryna keep myself alive
I′m selfish, ungrateful, it turns my knuckles white
But I can′t materialize
I'm a poltergeist