Listen to your mom, they said
Listen to your mom, she knows best
Cry yourself to bed, do you think you really need rest
But I don't know where you really stand
Even Josephine had lovers, I don't know where to lay
My head, my head
Vetiver just fills my head, Vetiver just reminds me of you
Bleach my nose
Cause all I smell is you
There's no guess why Anne List lied
But you didn't have a reason
It's a new time, it's not like you could have died
I wish I could read through your diary
And I wish I wouldn't be ashamed of what I'd find
What would I find
I listened to my mom,
I listened to my mom
And she said you're not the best
Not the best for me
I can finally see, what I truly need
What I really need
My head
All the space
I don't want to lie to myself anymore
I'm gonna listen to my mom