Maya Hawke - Sticky Little Words

Writing's too slow
Talking's too fast
Lately real low
Lies at last
Oh dear, my dear
Get in all your licks
I'll string my words
Something will stick

Sticky little words
They heal and they hurt
They never really work
They feed the birds
That's it, I guess
They might make you laugh
They might make you mad
But they won't bring you back
They won't bring you back

Oh dear, my dear
There's so much to say
If you plug your lil' ears
I'll fade away
Sorry's too slow
To stop this crash
And leave me alone
Was just too fast

Sticky little words
They heal and they hurt
They never really work
Thеy feed the birds
That's it, that's that
They might make you laugh
Thеy might make you mad
But they won't bring you back
They won't bring you back