Sabrina Carpenter - Emails I Can't Send Lyrics
emails i cant send
It's times like these wish I had a time machine
So I could see what you did October thirteenth
At 10:15, were you really asleep?
Were you lying to me and the family?
There's no us in us when I'm lacking trust
You wanna discuss, ugh
You disgust me
Don't make me cuss you out
Why'd you let me down?
Don't say sorry now
And thanks to you I, I can't love right
I get nice guys and villainize them
Read their texts like they're having sex right now
Scared I'll find out that it's true
And if I do, then I blame you for
Every worst that I assume
When I'm forty-five, someone calls me their wife
And he f*cks our lives in one selfish night
Don't think I'll find forgiveness as fast as mom did
And, God, I love you, but you're such a dipshit
Please f*cking fix this
'Cause you were all I looked up to
Now I can't even look at you
(You do)
I mean, as they say in Chicago
"He had it coming"
Writer: Jonathan Percy S. Saxe, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Vicious
One year, ten thousand bad moments
But it was dressed up in heated emotion
And I tried to look for the best in the worst
But like, f*ck me, that caused a commotion
You're lucky I'm a private person
I've quietly carried your burden
And everyone thinks you're an angel
But shit, I would probably use different wording
Oh, you're so vicious
Love me, then pretend you didn't
Crush my heart and wreck my image
Why you gotta be so vicious?
You like a certain type of woman
Who's smart but neglects intuition
When you're insecure, could be me, could be her
You just run to whoever is winning
Said that it was me and you for life
Now you're kinda actin' like I died
Oh, you're so vicious
Love me, then pretend you didn't
Crush my heart and wreck my image
Why you gotta be so, so, so
Oh, you're so vicious
Love me, then pretend you didn't
Half of me just can't resist it
Why you gotta be so vicious?
Oh, no
Why you gotta be so
Oh, oh
Why you gotta be so vicious?
You don't feel remorse, you don't feel the effects
'Cause you don't think you hurt me if you wish me the best
I shoulda known all along, I was only the next one
To take your love songs as a promise
Oh, you're so vicious
I loved you but I wish I didn't
If you're out there somewhere listenin'
Why you gotta be so vicious?
Writer: Amy Rose Allen, Jason Gregory Evigan, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Read your Mind
Ahh
Made it clear when you told me (ahh)
Don't why but you gotta be lonely (ahh-ah)
Say it's hard but you make it look easy (ahh)
So I'm trying to live a reality (ahh-ahh)
Decompressin', tryna ease the tension
But you got me stressin'
Feelin' like I need to go and
You sneak up on me
Tell me that you miss me in your life
I can't read your mind
You say that you need to be alone
But night and day
Want me at your beck and call
You say you know that you might be crossin' the line
Wastin' all our time
To think that we could be casual
You're not my friend
And, baby, you never were
Why the fuss? If you say you just wanna be mine
I can't read your mind
Tell me what's gonna happen
When it's you and me in a room
But you know you can't have it?
Oh, I'll be laughing
When you say that you really have changed
Finally found your way
'Cause I'm close to your face, ahh-ah
Double checkin'
Did I get the message
In the way you intended?
Got me second guessing when you
Sneak up on me
Tell me that you need me in your life
I can't read your mind
You say that you need to be alone
But night and day
Want me at your beck and call
You say you know that you might be crossin' the line (uh, yeah)
Wastin' all our time
To think that we could be casual
You're not my friend
And, baby, you never were
Why the fuss? If you say you just wanna be mine
I can't read your mind
You say that you need to be alone
But night and day
Want me at your beck and call
You say you know that you might be crossin' the line
I can't read your mind
You say that you need to be alone
But night and day
Want me at your beck and call (want me at your beck and call)
You say you know that you might be crossin' the line
Wastin' all our time (time)
To think (think) that we could be casual
You're not (you're not) my friend (my friend)
And, baby, you never were
Why (why) The fuss? (The fuss?)
If you say you just wanna be mine
I can't read your mind
Ha, oh, oh, ohh-la, mh-mh
Writer: Leroy James Clampitt, Sabrina Carpenter, Skyler Stonestreet
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Tornado Warnings
We were never in the park
Talking on a seesaw, teetering with our feelings in the dark
Ignoring tornado warnings
He didn't hold me in his arms
We didn't stumble over the pages of our relationship arc
Ignoring tornado warnings
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rhythm without missing a step
And logically, the last thing I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why
I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like
"I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I think, somehow, in my mind
If I could convince him if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me every time I say
"I'm over that son of a bitch"
I'm lying to my therapist
I deserve an hour in a week
To focus on my thoughts
Not so obsessed with yours, I can't hear myself speak
I deserve my own consideration
Sometimes I wish I kept
Some of my feelings in the basement
So I'd still have some left
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rhythm without missing a step
And logically, the last thing I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why
I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like
"I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I think, somehow, in my mind
If I could convince him if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me every time I say
"I'm over that son of a bitch"
I'm lying to my therapist
I'll drive you home
You drive me crazy
But that's not gonna stop me
I'll call you out
You call me "baby"
But that's not gonna stop me
If I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like
"I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I think, somehow, in my mind
If I could convince him if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me every time I say
"I'm over that son of a bitch"
I'm lying to my therapist
Writer: Jonathan Saxe, Jorgen Michael Odegard, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
because i liked a boy
I said I wanted Thin Mints and you said you knew a guy
You showed up with a boom box and stars in your eyes
Who knew cuddling on trampolines could be so reckless
We bonded over Black Eyed Peas and complicated exes
Fell so deeply into it
It was all so innocent
Now I'm a homewrecker, I'm a slut
I got death threats filling up semi-trucks
Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked
I'm a hot topic on your tongue
I'm a rebound gettin' 'round stealin' from the young
Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked a boy
I'm not catastrophizing
Everything's derailing
Was only tryna hold you close
While your heart was failing
It's not internet illusions just
Two kids going through it
You said I'm too late to be your first love
But I'll always be your favorite
Now I'm a homewrecker, I'm a slut
I got death threats filling up semi-trucks
Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked
I'm a hot topic on your tongue
I'm a rebound gettin' 'round stealin' from the young
Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked a boy
All because I liked a boy
Fell so deeply into it
It was all so innocent
Dating boys with exes
No, I wouldn't recommend it
I'm a homewrecker, I'm a slut
I got death threats filling up semi-trucks
Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked a boy
And all of this for what?
When everything went down, we'd already broken up
Please, tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice
All because I liked a boy
Ah (a boy), ah (a boy)
All because I liked a boy
Writer: John Ryan, Jonathan Percy Saxe, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Already Over
We been talkin' for hours
'Bout how we shouldn't talk for hours on end
Kissing after a conversation
'Bout how we'd probably be better off as friends
Same time here next weekend
Say we won't do this again
Make me fall where I stand
Only like you can
Yeah, I say I'm done, but I'm still confused
How am I supposed to close the door when I still need the closure?
And I change my mind, but it's still on you
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
Selfishly don't wanna give you
Time to be on someone else's lips
But I'll take three short hours
Over three long weeks pretending like we don't exist, mmh
Same time here next weekend
Say we won't do this again
Make me fall where I stand
Only like you can
Yeah, I say I'm done, but I'm still confused
How am I supposed to close the door when I still need the closure?
And I change my mind, but it's still on you
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
After the aftermath
I know you'll be coming back to the bed-bedroom
And it won't be the last of the aftermath
I know you'll be coming back to the bed-bedroom
And it won't be the last time
I say I'm done, but I'm still confused
How am I supposed to close the door when I still need the closure? (Ohh)
And I change my mind, but it's still on you
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
Yeah, I like my bed, but it likes you too
How am I supposed to leave you now that you're already over?
Writer: John Henry Ryan, Jonathan Percy S. Saxe, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
how many things
You used a fork once
It turns out forks are f*ckin' everywhere
There's no hidin' from the thought of us
I got ways to find you anywhere
We sat on the roof once
Conversation took us everywhere
And we talked until the sun came up
I wish we stayed just like we were up there
I consider you, I'm not trying to
It doesn't matter whether not I want to
I can't help it, it's a habit
Your corner in my mind is well established
I
I wonder how many things you think about before you get to me
I wonder how many things you wanna do, you think I'm in between
I feel myself falling further down your priorities
And I still make excuses for you constantly
I wonder how many things you think about before
Before you get to me
Remember when you left once
That never made too much sense to me
Well, it hurt you so bad, hurting me
You really came to me for sympathy
Oh, I consider you, I'm not trying to
It doesn't matter whether not I want to
I can't help it, it's a habit
Your corner in my mind is well established
I
I wonder how many things you think about before you get to me
I wonder how many things you wanna do, you think I'm in between
And I feel myself falling further down your priorities
And I still make excuses for you constantly
I wonder how many things you think about before
Before you get to me
Am I'm not
Even a second thought?
I wonder how many things you think about before you get to me
I wonder how many things you wanna do, you think I'm in between
I feel myself falling further down your priorities
And I still make excuses for you constantly
I wonder how many things you think about before
Before you get to me
Wonder how many things
Writer: Jonathan Percy Saxe, Ryan Marrone, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
bet you wanna
Told me, told me
I'm your only
It's all unfolding, babe
Slowly, slowly
Lies you sold me all saw the light of day
You been wasting time
On the other side
If your satisfied
Touché
Now you say you hate
All the empty space
And if you could go back, you'd stay
Didn't think about it when you let me down
Hurts to see me out of your reach
Bet you wanna touch me now
It's cold out there
Let me know what you found (let me know what you found)
Bet you wanna love me now
Bet you wanna love me now
Chase me, chase me
That's right, baby, yeah
feel the way it feels
When you don't have control of who I'm holdin'
Is it feeding all your fears?
You been wasting time
On the other side
If your satisfied
Touché
But the lights are off
Your so-called friends are gone
Oh, I know what you're 'bout to say
Didn't think about it when you let me down
Hurts to see me out of your reach
Bet you wanna touch me now
It's cold out there
Let me know what you found (let me know what you found)
Bet you wanna love me now
Bet you wanna love me now
Didn't think about it when you let me down
Hurts to see me out of your reach
Bet you wanna touch me now
It's cold out there
Let me know what you found (let me know what you found)
Bet you wanna love me now
Bet you wanna love me now
I bet you wanna
I bet you wanna
Bet you miss me
Bet you're reminiscing
I bet you hate the way that you said goodbye
And you still can't even tell me why
I hate the way that you left me dry
But I'll keep that between you and I
I bet you didn't think about it when you let me down
Hurts to see me out of your reach
Bet you wanna touch me now (oh, touch me now)
It's cold out there
Let me know what you found
Bet you wanna love me now (baby)
Bet you wanna love me now
Writer: Julian Bunetta, Leroy Clampitt, Sabrina Carpenter, Stephenie Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Nonsense
No
(Oh, la-la) da-ah-ah, ah (ah-ah)
(Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Think I only want one number in my phone
I might change your contact to "don't leave me alone"
You said you like my eyes and you like to make 'em roll
Treat me like a queen, now you got me feelin' thrown, oh
But I can't help myself
When you get close to me
Baby, my tongue goes numb
Sounds like bleh, blah, blee
I don't want no one else (don't want)
Baby, I'm in too deep
Here's a lil' song I wrote (a song I wrote)
It's about you and me (me)
I'll be honest
Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense
Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in
When you got your arms around me
Oh, it feels so good I had to jump the octave
I think I got an ex but I forgot him
And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it
I don't even know I'm talkin' nonsense
I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (ah)
I'm talkin' all around clock
I'm talkin' hope nobody knocks
I'm talkin' opposite of soft
I'm talkin' wild, wild thoughts
You gotta keep up with me
I got some young energy
I caught the L-O-V-E
How do you do this to me?
But I can't help myself
When you get close to me
Baby, my tongue goes numb
Sounds like blah, blah, bleh, blee
I don't want no one else (don't want)
Baby, I'm in too deep (too deep)
Here's a lil' song I wrote (a song I wrote)
It's about you and me
I'll be honest (honest)
Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense
Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in (when you walk in)
When you got your arms around me
Oh, it feels so good I had to hit the octave
I think I got an ex but I forgot him
And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it
I don't even know I'm talkin' nonsense (oh)
I'm talkin', I'm talkin', I'm talkin'
(I'm talkin', I'm talkin' na-na-na) I'm talkin', I'm talkin'
Blah, blah, blah, blah, uh-uh-uh-uh
Ah
I don't even know anymore
(Oh)
This song catchier than chickenpox is
I bet your house is where my other sock is
Woke up this morning, thought I'd write a pop hit
How quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz?
That one's not gonna make it
Most of these aren't gonna make
Writer: Leroy James Clampitt, Julian Collin Bunetta, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter, Stephenie Nicole Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Fast Times
Sun's up too soon like daylight savings
Mixed emotions are congregatin'
Picturin' us in all these places
Ahead of myself's an understatement
Sky looks so purple, I can taste it
Couple days in, I call you, "Baby"
Three stories up here contemplatin'
But what the f*ck is patience?
These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
My feelings used to be serrated
But you speak in such a perfect cadence
Tiptoein' past so many stages
But what the f*ck is patience?
These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
These, these are
These are the fast times
These, these are
These are the
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Writer: John Ryan, Jonathan Percy Saxe, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
skinny dipping
It'll be a Wednesday
And I'll be going in this coffee shop
Hear the barista call an oat milk latte and your name
And I look up from my phone
And think there's no chance it's you, but it is
You'll say, "Hi", I'll say, "Hi, how are you?"
You'll say, "How's your family? How's your sister?"
I'll say, "Shannon's being Shannon"
After a minute of nonsensical chatter, you'll say
"Well, this was really nice, maybe we should do this on purpose sometime"
And it'll have been long enough that we won't harp on (hmm-mmm)
Arguments in your garage
All the ways we sabotaged it (hmm-mmm)
What it was and what it wasn't
We've been swimming on the edge of a cliff
I'm resistant, but going down with the ship
It'd be so nice, right? Right?
If we could take it all off and just exist
And skinny dip in water under the bridge
You'll suggest a restaurant we used to go to
And I'll say, "Won't that be too nostalgic?"
And you'll say, "Maybe, but let's do it anyway"
We won't sit at our same old table, I promise
And we won't bring up the past, we'll keep it bureaucratic
And we won't say it
But both of us, we'll be thinking about how different we are
From those scared little kids that had those (hmm-mmm)
Arguments in your garage
All the ways we sabotaged it (hmm-mmm)
What it was and what it wasn't
We've been swimming on the edge of a cliff
I'm resistant, but going down with the ship
It'd be so nice, right? Right?
If we could take it all off and just exist
And skinny dip in water under the bridge
Ah-ha-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ha
Ah-ha-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ha
Ah-ha-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ha
Ah-ha-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ha
We've been swimming on the edge of a cliff
I'm resistant, but going down with the ship
It'd be so nice, right? Right?
If we could take it all off and just exist
And skinny dip in water under the bridge
Writer: Jonathan Percy S. Saxe, Julia Carin Cavazos, Leroy James Clampitt, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bad for Business
He's good for my heart but he's bad for business
Tears me apart when he grants my wishes
All of my friends think I've gone crazy
But they don't know me like my baby
We look good in photographs
I like the way you like to laugh at dirty jokes
I know they'll always land
Used to get work on time
But now you're taking up my nights
Never been so glad to be so tired
Ooh, I'm mad for you
It's sad but true and I know it
Ahh, you're on my mind
You stole my life and it's showin'
He's good for my heart but he's bad for business
Tears me apart when he grants my wishes
All of my friends think I've gone crazy
But they don't know me like my baby
If I'm just writing happy songs
Will anybody sing along?
You had to go and break into my head
And I would try to fight these feelings
I can't find a single reason
I'd make all the same mistakes again, ohh
Ooh, I'm mad for you
It's sad but true and I know it
Ahh, you're on my mind
You stole my life and it's showin'
He's good for my heart but he's bad for business
Tears me apart when he grants my wishes
All of my friends think I've gone crazy
But they don't know me like my baby
He's good (good), it's bad (bad)
The best I've ever had (best I've ever had)
And he's so nice, it's sad (it's sad)
He ruined all my plans
And he just makes me so crazy
I know everyone sees
That he'll be the death of me
He's good for my heart but he's bad for business (he's very bad for business)
Tears me apart when he grants my wishes
All of my friends think I've gone crazy
But they don't know me like my baby
He's good for my heart but he's bad for business (so bad)
Tears me apart when he grants my wishes
All of my friends think I've gone crazy
But they don't know me like my baby
Writer: Leroy James Clampitt, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter, Stephenie Nicole Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
decode
You're good at the falling, not the staying there
You're good at the giving too much then getting scared
You're good at impersonating someone who cares
And you had me for a minute there
But now I wonder why
I let your confusion keep me up at night
I'm so tired
Re-read every single undertone and I
Over analyzed it
Front, back and beside it
Where else can we go?
There's nothing left here to decode
Done lookin' for signs in
The gaps and the silence
It's just getting old
There's nothing left here to decode
Mmh
There's a weight off my shoulders now that I don't chase you
Being myself, did that emasculate you?
Learning from you that I can walk away too
And you had me for a minute too
But now I wonder why
I let your indecision keep me up at night
I'm so tired
Unpacked every single word you wrote and I
Over analyzed it
Front back and beside it
Where else can we go?
There's nothing left here to decode
Done lookin' for signs in
The gaps and the silence
It's just getting old
There's nothing left here to decode
Mmh
There's nothing left here to decode
Mmh
Now I wonder why
I let your confusion keep me up at night
I'm so tired
Re-read every single undertone and I
Over analyzed it
Front, back and beside it
Where else can I go?
There's nothing left here to decode
Done lookin' for signs in
The gaps and the silence
It's just getting old
There's nothing left here to decode
There's nothing, there's nothing
There's nothing
There's nothing left here to decode
There's nothing, there's nothing
There's nothing
There's nothing left here to decode
I wanna make a video to our future selves
Writer: John Henry Ryan, Jonathan Percy S. Saxe, Julia Michaels, Sabrina Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC