Rash from Sandwich! by sneaky sugars

I’m like a rash that doesn’t go away
I’m like a rash that burns
I won’t delete your number
I don’t listen and I don’t learn
I’m like a rash that’s spreading
I’m heading to your bloodstream
The last time I got in your backseat
You said that you could hear my heartbeat

I need you to live
Need you to give me attention
Need you to mention my name in casual conversations with your girlfriend
That’s how I survive

I’m like a rash you wanna scratch so badly
You know it makes it worse
You said I shouldn’t talk to anybody else
You said it wasn’t fair, because you were here first

I like it when you sweat
I like when you ignore me
That’s how I know it’s real
If I want it bad enough then I can manifest it
Watch me test it

Red like a rash
I’m going through your trash
It’s getting bad again
God it’s getting bad again
I’m sorry that I’m doing this to you

I’m like a rash flares up when you’re stressed
That stings til you relent and you put your hands on me
You put your hands on me
You put your hands on me
You put your hands on me and it’s like love
And I take a screenshot and get harder to get rid of
I know it hurts
I- I- I know it hurts
You only made it worse
You know you only made it worse

It’s you and me
Who knows you better?
I’m in your skin
Writing you love letters

• Alternative
• bedroom
• lofi
• shitty punk
• Austin