The Opener - Camp Cope

Tell me you never wanna see me again

And then keep showing up at my house

Tell me you’ll never be in love again

Now you’re walking round with someone else

If I was hungry then you were starving

And he was so sick but you were dying

If I was hungry then you were starving

Now tell the dead man that you’re the one dying

Treat them like queens until they disagree

And never reflect to think 'wait, maybe the problem was me'

Nah, man, just keep smoking weed

Tell this one 'yeah they were all crazy, unlike you baby.'

Tell me that no one knows me like you do

And tell me that my friends don’t tell me the truth

And maybe I’ll come crawling back to you

Like, that was your plan, right?

You worked so hard but we were 'just lucky'

To ride those coat tails into infinity

And all my success has got nothing to do with me

Yeah, tell me again how there just aren’t that many girls in the music scene

It’s another all-male tour preaching equality

It’s another straight cis man who knows more about this than me

It’s another man telling us we’re missing a frequency, show 'em Kelly

It’s another man telling us we can’t fill up the room

It’s another man telling us to book a smaller venue

'Nah, hey, cmon girls we’re only thinking about you'

Well, see how far we’ve come not listening to you

«Yeah, just get a female opener, that’ll fill the «a.»