Plastic Bag
I overthink and have trouble sleeping
All purpose gone and don't have a reason
And there's no doctor to stop this bleeding
So I left home and jumped in the deep end
Took a job for dad, I think just to please him
So when I quit, I just kept it secret
And I had friends, but no longer see them
And it's just me and, now, all my demons
Are heavy, weighing on my heart
I guess I'm done already, all but given up
I'm burnin' days 'til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
My friend died, it's been years, still grieving
And I thought time would be somehow healing
When love finds me, I'm too numb to feel it
Oh, why the fuck am I still here breathing?
Well, I would pray, but I don't believe it
Oh, woe is me, but I don't care either
Life is not the way that it seems, but
Maybe this will all be a dream
And I'll stay steady, balance on the rope
I guess that I'm not ready to rely on the hope
I'm burnin' days 'til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
I'm a wreck-head, ah
Take me to the other side
Don't look in my eyes
Oh, whoa
It's almost morning, I'm still not leaving
It's wearing off, but I still can feel it
Another one and I'll touch the ceiling
This is all I want to be
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
All purpose gone and don't have a reason
And there's no doctor to stop this bleeding
So I left home and jumped in the deep end
Took a job for dad, I think just to please him
So when I quit, I just kept it secret
And I had friends, but no longer see them
And it's just me and, now, all my demons
Are heavy, weighing on my heart
I guess I'm done already, all but given up
I'm burnin' days 'til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
My friend died, it's been years, still grieving
And I thought time would be somehow healing
When love finds me, I'm too numb to feel it
Oh, why the fuck am I still here breathing?
Well, I would pray, but I don't believe it
Oh, woe is me, but I don't care either
Life is not the way that it seems, but
Maybe this will all be a dream
And I'll stay steady, balance on the rope
I guess that I'm not ready to rely on the hope
I'm burnin' days 'til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
I'm a wreck-head, ah
Take me to the other side
Don't look in my eyes
Oh, whoa
It's almost morning, I'm still not leaving
It's wearing off, but I still can feel it
Another one and I'll touch the ceiling
This is all I want to be
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
Saturday night, it's giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights
The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that
If you're giving out love from a plastic bag
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Writer(s): Ed Sheeran, Aaron Dessner
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