forgetting all about you
phoebe ryan
i tell myself i'd grow up after you
i'm running out of room inside my brain
i'm celebrating nothing with champagne
fill my cup with zero fucks
i'm making plans with my stupid friends
it's super fun forgetting all about you
so i can finally breathe again
life is like a ceiling fan
it's like i really wasn't with the shits
until i learned to hit the switch