Hey, yeah it's me
Just on my walk
Everything's fine
Just a few weeks
I'm sure these roots will
Materialize
I don't miss being his girlfriend
I just want another person
To share my life
Like stealing cigarettes from strangers
That I don't smoke and I watch her
Running down the boardwalk into the night
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Where the hell is the train?
It's so weird in LA
Is Jersey really better?
Maybe Johnny was right
I'm haunted by those
Sickly summers
I don't want to be a f*ck up
I just want to make something of
My life
Like chucking rubber in a fire
And he watches me and I'm 16
Singing him lullabies at night, his eyes
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Katrina Weissman - Phantom Thumb Lyrics
Katrina Weissman - Phantom Thumb Lyrics
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Hey, yeah it's me
Just on my walk
Everything's fine
Just a few weeks
I'm sure these roots will
Materialize
I don't miss being his girlfriend
I just want another person
To share my life
Like stealing cigarettes from strangers
That I don't smoke and I watch her
Running down the boardwalk into the night
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Where the hell is the train?
It's so weird in LA
Is Jersey really better?
Maybe Johnny was right
I'm haunted by those
Sickly summers
I don't want to be a f*ck up
I just want to make something of
My life
Like chucking rubber in a fire
And he watches me and I'm 16
Singing him lullabies at night, his eyes
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Just on my walk
Everything's fine
Just a few weeks
I'm sure these roots will
Materialize
I don't miss being his girlfriend
I just want another person
To share my life
Like stealing cigarettes from strangers
That I don't smoke and I watch her
Running down the boardwalk into the night
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Where the hell is the train?
It's so weird in LA
Is Jersey really better?
Maybe Johnny was right
I'm haunted by those
Sickly summers
I don't want to be a f*ck up
I just want to make something of
My life
Like chucking rubber in a fire
And he watches me and I'm 16
Singing him lullabies at night, his eyes
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Going, going, gone
Stick out like a phantom thumb
Isn't anything sacred?
Am I just a pit in your plum?
Spit out at life
I don't mind being a sidecar
Can we paint flames down the side?
You remind me of a time when I was more alive
Writer: Katrina Weissman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid