Lyrics She Loves My Not - ATMOSPHERE

She Loves My Not

I was a sad boy
I liked the sad chicks
Protest the process
Problem addicts
She holds me accountable for all of the damage
But we were both digging through the trash
Trying to find a sandwich
Back when a kiss used to taste like a Camel
Back when we used to play the game just to gamble
We used to ride around the city on a surfboard
Working towards trying to afford a spot on the first floor
Yeah I guess if you say so we was comfortably numb
In the back of a rainbow
Choking on the same smoke
Looking at the same show
Can’t even remember what I came for
What my name ain’t known in the traps or the streets
But it rolls off the tongue like fuck the police
And now you’re back up in the city getting sniffy
You only miss me when you’re tipsy
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
Ain’t nothing changed but the coping mechanisms
There ain’t an algorithm that can hold you in position
And when the bars close we can drink it in the alleyway
When my heart goes give thanks to my family
You’re trying to use my soul as a weapon
I stole it back and took a selfie of my own reflection
And y’all can eat me and suck the skeleton
After I climb into that hole and go to heaven seven
There’s nowhere to stand and no space to share
Used to hold my hand I used to hold your hair
Stay over there
You’re still acting like
I’m supposed to care
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
Let’s make a wish on a falling star
Like please don’t let the star fall on me
Gotta handle my biz and try to catch a little bit
So I can teach my kids the same impractical shit
Must be something in the gutter running with the rainwater
Everybody wanna be popular with the name droppers
They’ll find me on the side of the rode
A la mode
Don’t even look at me
Vámanos
I remember when forever didn’t seem like
What took you so long
Got me counting down the numbers
Trying to push it along
And if I’m wrong I’ll admit I was wrong
And probably try to make it fit in a song
I don’t know what to do there’s so much info
The sky is the roof and my phone’s a window
Just put your hands in the air and hit follow
What a time to be alive and scared of tomorrow
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not
She loves me
She loves my not