Parcel lyrics

[Verse 1]
You're gonna call me on it one of these days
Why I don't respond when you mention her name
When our friends see you together, showered in acclaim
I'm hydroplaning on a neighborhood lane
Why are we listening to this playlist in my car
The one she made for you of songs I think are subpar
Looking for excuses to pull you into a sidebar
Pull you into my arms
Find a way back in your heart

[Pre-Chorus]
That's not you
You wanted someone with a little more life in them
That's not you
Not someone you invite back in when they'vе been condemned
That's not you
You wanted somеone with a drive or at least a goal in mind
That's not you, that's not you

[Chorus]
Summer's end scraped my knees
Puts me through the ringer to come out clean
Salmon sky every night
But nothing or no one could flush my cheeks this pink
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'll be waiting like a parcel at your door
Silent on the steps, couldn't hear the bell over the sound of my chest hitting the floor
[Verse 2]
They always said you don't end up with the girl
For whom you stopped the world
Is there a part of you that's a little concerned
Am I finishing this race a poor third?
You're painting her nails off to the side of the function
We're watching a movie that needs no introduction
We're singing and dancing and she's acting sunk in
She doesn't know it I'm not trying to pass judgement, but

[Pre-Chorus]
That's not you
You wanted someone with a little more life in them
That's not you
Not someone you invite back in when they've been condemned
That's not you
You wanted someone with a drive or at least a goal in mind
That's not you, that's not you

[Chorus]
Summer's end scraped my knees
Puts me through the ringer to come out clean
Salmon sky every night
But nothing or no one could flush my cheeks this pink
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'll be waiting like a parcel at your door
Silent on the steps, couldn't hear the bell over the sound of my chest hitting the floor
[Bridge]
A p*ssed off part of me wants to open a wound
Postpone the visit I planned and not ever follow through
Angry is something so easy to be
When I see you, cue the fumes
I'm a short lit fuse that fuels off of agony

That's not you
I'm going off assumptions or maybe I don't know you at all
That's not you
If you were coming around you wouldn't let me face-plant when I fall
That's not you, I could've given you everything she does and so much more
Maybe it's you, maybe it's you