Stuck by Paola Bennet

I’m listening to that song you sent me
But it’s the wrong season for it
Now I choke on every word
Did you plan how this one hurts

In my chest’s a cemetery
Wearing black since February
When I read your message on the train
“Never saw you quite that way,” oh

Don’t you think I knew already?

Now I don’t love summer like I did
And I can’t blame you for knowing nothing
But how can I swallow this
With you stuck, with you stuck
With you stuck between my ribs

I was breathing til I saw her
Something in me cracked like pottery
To know you never thought of me
When I was losing sleep

I watch you from across my glass
Recognize the way she laughs
The way I did when we first met
There was no ghost between us yet, oh

God, I hope she knows what’s coming

Now I don’t love summer like I did
And I can’t blame you for knowing nothing
But how can I swallow this
With you stuck, with you stuck
With you stuck between my ribs

Fingertips tracing
You know the way in
But everything changes
Everything changes
Fingertips tracing
You know the way in
But everything, everything changes

Now I don’t love summer like I did
And I can’t blame you for knowing sh*t
But how can I swallow this
With you stuck, with you stuck
With you stuck between my ribs
With you stuck, with you stuck
With you stuck under my skin
With you stuck, with you stuck
With you stuck between my ribs

• Rock
• alternative
• folk rock
• indie
• indie pop
• indie rock
• singer songwriter
• New York