Released: March 5, 2020
Songwriter: Watsky
Producer: Watsky
You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete
Each time I think of you, I'm sharpening the blade
Does that make me savage?
Say I'll never hurt you while I twist the knife again
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
All I want is everything that ever was and ever will be
You can kill me if you think that that's too much to ask
But if you shoot, I want the world's greatest death scene
And the world's collected treasure shoved inside my diamond-studded cask
And yeah, I covet love
So when I went and told her that I loved her like I never loved another
It was burning in my marrow
I could not imagine how my world was gonna spin, but it spun
And I know, so did I
If you need me, I'll be hiding over there
'Cause I want my fucking privacy
But also sometimes I would like to really overshare
A silly golden chair
A throne to call my own, a home for my entitled ass
Where I can act like I don't care
Climb Rapunzel's hair and then be donezo
Or a dunce cap and a stool
An empty corner that a fool can sit and stare at
And think on how I hurt her
Murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder
For whatever it's worth, I still hope that you're good
Just 'cause you can doesn't mean that you should
You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete
Does that make me savage?
You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete
Each time I think of you, I'm sharpening the blade
Does that make me savage?
Say I'll never hurt you while I twist the knife again
Each time I think of you, I'm sharpening the blade
Does that make me savage?
Say I'll never hurt you while I twist the knife again
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
While I twist the knife again
Something I was sad about
All I want is everything that ever was and ever will be
You can kill me if you think that that's too much to ask
But if you shoot, I want the world's greatest death scene
And the world's collected treasure shoved inside my diamond-studded cask
And yeah, I covet love
So when I went and told her that I loved her like I never loved another
It was burning in my marrow
I could not imagine how my world was gonna spin, but it spun
And I know, so did I
If you need me, I'll be hiding over there
'Cause I want my fucking privacy
But also sometimes I would like to really overshare
A silly golden chair
A throne to call my own, a home for my entitled ass
Where I can act like I don't care
Climb Rapunzel's hair and then be donezo
Or a dunce cap and a stool
An empty corner that a fool can sit and stare at
And think on how I hurt her
Murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder
For whatever it's worth, I still hope that you're good
Just 'cause you can doesn't mean that you should
You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete
Does that make me savage?
You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete
Each time I think of you, I'm sharpening the blade
Does that make me savage?
Say I'll never hurt you while I twist the knife again
- Placement (2020)
- Pale Kid Raps Fast
- Whoa Whoa Whoa
- Sloppy Seconds
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 2
- Moral of the Story
- A Hundred Words You Could Say Instead of Swag
- Ninjas In Paris
- Exquisite Corpse
- IDGAF
- An Open Letter (Interlude)
- Don’t Be Nice
- Hey, Asshole
- Ugly Faces
- Strong As An Oak
- Talking to Myself
- Welcome to the Family
- Cardboard Castles
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 1
- Letter to My 16-Year-Old Self
- Going Down
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 3
- Stick to Your Guns
- Never Let it Die
- Wounded Healer