[This song is about an old best friend of mine, a trip to the mall I had with them, and the fall of that friendship. She's actually the biggest reason I named this project Friend Hell.]
We're going to the mall
Just you and me, I told my father
We were going to the mall, nothing suspicious at all
He didn't expect it to be
A night where I could just be me
And if he knew why I was happy
Then well, he wouldn't be
Ah
Thinking of things to get
And for the first time I'm really met
With something I can look forward to expecting
Thinking of things to get
I can finally get a grip of these soft clothes
I can finally hold them
I'm really looking around
The back of my head is hardly open
I think I've really found
My best friend I can put my hope in
You are the best thing in my life right now
Please don't go
I can't have you out
We cuddled on the couch
I wished the clock would never count
Up to 10:30
You did me dirty
When you ghosted me after all we'd been
And I didn't have any other friends
And you left me at the peak of my depression
With all odds against
I'm fucking freaking out
I'm kicking, screaming now
I call your name, but you wouldn't respond
Even if you could hear me kill my lungs
I know that I messed up
I know that I'm the worst
I know I ruined everything
And made it worse
More folk-inflected confessionals on love, loss, and anxiety — plus a Kacey Musgraves cameo —from the Nashville indie pop auteur. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 11, 2024