These lyrics were transcribed with the help of AI tools, so please keep in mind that there could be some inaccuracies.
Don't expect too much from me
Information can be wrong
And my mother was not known for staying too still
For too long
You got rhinestones in your pockets
And confessions on your tongue
Now you've remapped all my fortune
Without telling me if you're coming along
You're delicious in the dark moon
When you're rising up my sleeve
But your heart is in my suitcase
Will you follow when I
Oh, when I, oh, when I, oh, when I, when I leave