Hands are shaking

Radiating doubt and debating

Whether it's worth it

A person is always going to stay

And I've been planning my escape

Mapping out what it would take

I need a rope ladder, a plane ticket

A mess of new mistakes

I got myself in my hands

I'm not sure how to support her

But maybe 55404 is not the only venue for her

Cause if I can't keep my cool in public

You know the mockingbirds, they love that shit

See I'm the starlet of the scandal that's the talk of this tiny town

And every room I enter, everybody shuts they mouths

Like I'm so oblivious that I'm downright stunned

Like I can't hear the words you're hiding underneath your tongue

I didn't catch you saying grace, motherfucker

So tell my how does my name taste?

Spit it out

So tell me how does my name taste?

[Hook]

Look at the, look at the way she sits

I bet, I bet she got a basic case of it

She better, better take herself a notch down

Not quite so proud now

Nobody's gonna pity such a pretty clown

Look at the, look, look at, look at the state she's in

Look, look at the, look at the face she makes, man

I guess, I guess that they really, really do stay that way

Who the fuck am I? Fat lip

Where the hell did this shit come from?

Friends are behaving like they're allergic to problems

I wanna do it like Boots and the Coup, so true it hurts you

They'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you

But let 'em look, point, shit, let 'em laugh

When the chips stacked, know that I got my back

And maybe that makes me my better half

But I know I got a better one to tame my tongue

(And here she comes)

[Bridge x2]

The rumors they are blooming

And the rumors they're all true

A symphony of whispers rising from the fitting room

(She says, she says)

So you just let them move their mouths about how you lost your edge

I was sent by you, love, to talk me off this ledge

And I don't care what kind of mess they say your life is in

Mind your business, that's just Dessa

Talking to herself again

(Mind your own fucking business)

[Hook]

And I don't care about the cool kids at the corner coffee shop

Let them keep that idle talk

You just spread those broken wings

You spread those busted wings

You fucking walk