Hazel

[Verse 1]

I've only got three cigarettes
Left in my pack to last the day
I know I'll smoke at least two of them
Before hearing what you have to say

[Verse 2]
And most of my friends from secondary school
Don't want to answer my calls
I'm curious enough to want to see them here
But I haven't seen most of them for over two years

[Chorus]
And there's a jar of pastel black sand upon my desk
It sits amongst the Pop Vinyls and notebooks and mess
I'm not the rockstar I'd thought I'd be when I fucked my life when I was thirteen
I guess I'm just that unlucky but you say that number's not unlucky

[Verse 3]
And my mum hates my songs
But we both know she's wrong
'Cause my Dad sometimes tells me
They're alright

[Verse 4]
My older brother is still scared of the dark
He runs inside when the blackout starts
He goes to the gym way too much
His muscles may be thick but what about his skin and heart?

[Chorus]
And there's a jar of pastel black sand upon my desk
It sits amongst the Pop Vinyls and notebooks and mess
I'm still not the rockstar I'd thought I'd be when I fucked my life when I was thirteen
I guess I'm just that unlucky but you say that number's not unlucky

[Bridge/Outro]
Come on Hazel, talk a little sense to me
What do you mean that you believe?
Cause there are pencil marks, upon a stupid chart
That says I haven't grown since 2013