Inside Out - Soccer Mommy, Soccer Mom

I think that we met about a week ago

You said that you liked the shape of my nose

And I told you the places that I wanna go

Someday

I can still remember how your fingers felt

Clawing at my insides till I melt

I don’t wanna say the way it really felt

There’s a sort of feeling that you make me have

Snow cones and your dad’s baseball cap

I don’t like the feeling that it makes me have

I could turn you inside out, you know

I could turn you inside out, oh, don’t you know?

I could turn you inside out, you know

I could turn you inside out, but I don’t know

I keep on thinking about what used to be

Rainbow high school memories

Back when both of us were only seventeen

But I don’t wanna think about used to be

I don’t wanna miss you in my sleep

I don’t wanna think about it when I leave

I could turn you inside out, you know

I could turn you inside out, oh, don’t you know?

I could turn you inside out, you know

I could turn you inside out, but I don’t know