Bathtub - Waxahatchee

Take my word for it

I’m not worth it

I ignored you all night

You don’t deserve it

Morning, bathtub

My skin soft and hot

I was sure you were right

But you’re not

You’re not

And I contemplate my ruined fate

Someone will hurt me so bad one day

You’ll resonate

Apologize

Maybe I’ll make the same mistake twice

And I hide from phone calls under the warm water

And Malice desists

No, it woefully recurs

And it plays like daytime TV shows

I confuse you

And I tell you not to love me

But I still kiss you when I want to

And I lament

You’re innocent

Somehow the object of my discontent

It’s fucked up

I let you in

Even though I’ve seen what can happen

You make a tape

I receive it in the mail

And I force myself busy

The diversion will prevail

And I will swallow all my guilt

With little pills and forge my chin up

And I will only think about it in the morning

In the bathtub