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Write it on a piece of stone
'Cause I get lonesome sometimes
Am I me through geography?
I've been pouring my heart out towards your optimistic grin
I've been learning the way that you talk
He says it all began with his operation
I'm searching for planes in the sea, that's irony
Oh mum check the car it can’t have gone far
We got a plane, oh to see my dad again
I'll quote 'on the road' like a twat
My heart is telling me the telly isn't telling me anything
I, I wanna marry you
Vocal sabbatical, delayed by churning out the same
Gotta love the way you love yourself
Moving but she just can't move
We're never gonna lie to you
I'm bursting at the seams
Just typically drowned in my car
Write another song about your friends
I'm sorry, but I'd rather be getting high than watching my family die
I'm caught on your coat again
I found a grey hair in one of my zoots
I feel like you're running out of all the things I liked you for
I'm petrified
And we left things to protect my mental health
We share friends in Soho
I'm reminded that I should be gettin' over it
You're meant to be helping me
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
Avoiding me and talking about you
Her balaclava is starting to chafe
Oh, will this help me lay down?
I'd take them all out any day
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