[Verse 1: Haley Dahl, Haley Dahl & Phoebe Bridgers]
I saw the TV glow, I
I'm in the eighth grade
Sending grown men grainy photos
Of my ribcage
My bedroom has no door, so
I can never close 'em
I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice
When my eyes are open
I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice
When my eyes are open

[Verse 2: Haley Dahl & Phoebe Bridgers]
And somewhere south of Tallahassee
A teenage boy with a summer job
He's driving grown men around a golf course
He's going home to a manicured lawn
And digging holes in his manicured lawn

[Bridge: Haley Dahl & Phoebe Bridgers]
I think I was born bored
I think I was born blue
I think I was born wanting more
I think I was born already missing you
Ooh, ooh-ooh
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