We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

notmycircusnotmymonkeys

from Thanks, Courtney by Indoor Kid

/

lyrics

Tapioca starch on my tongue
I’m feeling dehydrated
I don’t really like what you’ve done with the place
It isn’t any of my business anymore
I take it back
I’m trying my best to ignore it

Ibuprofen bottles and cups of coffee might get me on my feet
But nothing’s keeping me there
I remember floating like a feather
Nursing Blue Moon’s at the bar
But now I’m trying not to care so much about it
I don’t really fucking care at all about it

Saltwater Taffy tasting like medicine and cigarettes
But when it’s all that I’ve got
It gets harder to put my hunger pans in perspective

I don’t hope they give you a tattoo
Or hope that when they break up with you
You see it in the mirror every morning and you stop
To reflect on everything you were
But now you’re kinda not
I don’t hope you feel your stomach tangling up into knots
Or that getting it together has taken everything you got

Cause I don’t care
I don’t care at all anymore
I don’t care at all anymore
At all anymore
No, I don’t care

But if it doesn’t matter all that much to me anymore
Then how come I’m still laying in my bed all fucking afternoon
Staring at your number in my phone
Saying just delete it
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again

credits

from Thanks, Courtney, released November 10, 2022

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Indoor Kid image

Indoor Kid Nova Scotia

transatlantic tweemo

contact / help

Contact Indoor Kid

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Indoor Kid, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Featured guests are the golden-voiced Baby Rose and psyche soulsters Brainstory.
listen now