dessa darling bot

We don’t say, 'Go out and be brave'
Nah, we say 'Be careful, stay safe'

Gender, genre, guess I'm on one
Bent both
Just the constructs of the old world
Gone broke

I've played to full rooms
I've played the fool too

Sometimes the good guy's a bad shot
Sometimes the bay guy gets off

All the same, we should probably go Dutch

Let's see who's really counting coup
And who's been counterfeit

Dark eyes, allspice, hey look who
walked in, shark fin, headed for the pool table
Oooh maybe we could shoot a few later?
I got things to do but this game is better two-player

Sure your habit dies hard
But your bottle kills easy

We don’t say, 'Go out and be brave'
Nah, we say 'Be careful, stay safe'

But let 'em look, point, shit, let 'em laugh
When the chips stacked, know that I got my back
And maybe that makes me my better half

You're at your best when you're alone, above the fray, with your chaconne

You can't make me play by all new rules
Some kids barely practice but I do

Now I've seen the way that you count your blessings
Like hatch marks on the wall

It's been assumed I'm soft or irrelevant
Cause I refuse to downplay my intelligence

Edit a better hurricane

Like the sad disease you contracted while sitting
Boring and bored
Come back from the lab report
Is the nervous disorder only the rich are afforded

All that Hydroxychloroquine cut with Diet Coke

You lie expressionless, face set like the Old Testament
Silence always your best defense
I bet you guess I came to settle debts

I've been here before and I know where it goes
It goes down

Never let a broken heart k-keep
You from the dancefloor

And I can take a hit with the big kids
Back up off me and count your own fingers

Out of office, out of body
Out of fucks to give
Sorry not sorry

I got foolish, dreaming on a future with you

This sleep doesn't bring a lot of rest and I
I stay tired

And condensation's on the underside of everything I touch
I seem to chill the objects that I meant so much to love

The worry keeps her slender, the pills keep her awake
Her man can't make her happy, but he helps to still the shakes

Around here we don't like talk of big dreams
To stand out is a pride, a conceit
To aim high is to make waves to split seams
But that's not what it seems like to me

You've got a way with words, you got away with murder
But now our roles reverse, and your table's turning now

I think I could be good for you
I think you're overlooking your best move

And I've been planning my escape
Mapping out what it would take
I need a rope ladder, a plane ticket