Grilled Tease from The Fridge by GEZEBELLE GABURGABLY

waking up on eastern front
to sounds of bugs and sounds of love
never knew the way to where
its the trash and matted hair

i dont wanna try

I dont wanna lie anymore

i dont wanna cry
i dont wanna bake you a pie

cause i feel useless and i feel used
i lost the right to be confused

i lost the fight cause i refused

so every night i play to lose

i dont wanna write
i dont wanna spite you anymore

and to your best delight
lucky you i’ll walk out the door
i dont wanna spy
and see you looking back in my eyes
so lucky you i stare
but this time you’ll be scared
cause i’ll be there
and i wont care

and all those times i made you laugh
so you dumped my heart right in the trash
why ever make me wait for you

i just wanted you
to want me too


i dont wanna hate

i just wanna bake you a cake
i dont wanna wait

you would never stay

and i dont care anyway

i dont understand
why you held my hand
if you just turn to sand

i dont want to try
if you’re just gonna lie

and tell me that you wont say goodbye

• Alternative
• electronic
• indie
• indie rock
• rock
• Wichita