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letra de coping kind of love - supremely overrated

[intro]
(spoken)
the thing about loss, and grieving, and mourning
is there has to be something worth missing
her abrupt transformation, her face-heel turn
it was drastic. some of my friends still talk to her
tell me she’s different, now
it’s what makes her such a good bad guy
i wouldn’t write an entire album about some one-off
jilted tryst- we had a lot before the darkness
this one’s about that- that hope, and loss

[verse 1]
before we do
the sun, she rise
on the enterprise
of tangling in you
before we do
our dreams subside
unrealized
at least they seem to
we’re not ourselves
we’re more like sh-lls
i help you cope
you help me help
and in this h-ll
your love’s not mine
but i am fine
pretending

[verse 2]
i can sleep through anything, so glad
’cause i think about you all the time awake, so sad
if we aren’t what we were and we aren’t what we wanted
what are we gonna be? ’cause my memory is haunted by it
if i can confide in you the way i always have
i’m afraid a life without you is irrevocably bad
you know i don’t wanna end this
i don’t want that codependence
if there’s something in between, that’s my intention
i mean for both of us, so
where went that girl adventurer?
i hope she hears me mention her
where went that girl who played my muse?
she can’t leave now, that’s far too soon

[bridge]
(spoken)
is this on me? huh
that’s strange. but sure, i’ll change

[verse 3]
’cause you deserve better than me
i can be better than me
even if you charge me with the task
i bet i’ll do it for free
i got this baggage but i’ll leave it at the door
and if you wanna help unpack it we can find what all we’re looking for
i want us lovers, sure, but more i want my best friend back
i want to hear her caring for me as you call me back
i want your independence, i wanna learn my lesson
but ’til i get it i’ll just be here reminiscent of when
(those old memories)

when…

[verse 4]
before we could
the sun, she rise
on the enterprise
of something good
before we could
our dreams subside
unrealized
like i was scared they would
we’re not ourselves
we’re more like sh-lls
but we fought so hard!
we’ve come so far!
as my self-drive
takes me from you
my p-ssenger seat
that side is empty
where went that girl?
-adventurer?
i hope she hears
me mention her

[outro]
even if all we had
was a coping kind of love

- supremely overrated

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