Chaotic

Tate McRae

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    I have this paralyzing fear that I'll maybe go nowhere
    But God forbid me ever admitting I could be scared
    And I can't stand my friends right now, we got nothing in common
    But being lonely's worse than just having friends that don't care

    You said it looks like I've been going through hell
    How did you know?
    How could you tell?
    Ask me to explain myself, well

    I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
    Nobody said changing would be this exhausting
    A foot on the brake 'cause it's been making me carsick
    How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

    Don't wanna say it, but I really think that I miss him
    It might seem stupid, but I still look through all of our texts
    Who knew that wanting someone could ever make me this desperate
    Don't think I'll do that again, no

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    You said it looks like I've been going through hell
    How did you know?
    How could you tell?
    You ask me to explain myself, well

    I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
    Nobody said changing would be this exhausting
    A foot on the brake 'cause it's been making me carsick
    How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

    And maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head
    But I can't help it
    No, I can't help it
    Fooling myself thinking that I'll never love again
    Goddamn, I felt it
    I really felt it

    Maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head
    But I can't help it
    No, I can't help it
    Spending too much time on things I know that I'll forget
    But, damn, I felt it

    I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
    Nobody said changing could be this exhausting
    A foot on the brake 'cause it's making me carsick
    How could you blame me?

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    Composition: Greg Kurstin, Victoria Ryann Zaro, and Tate Mcrae

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