Too many drugs in my system, system I tell a joke, you don't listen I fucked the punchline anyway Your phone wouldn't charge Too far to walk with no car In that shirt, you're breaking my heart
And you'll call me up again at 12 o'clock on a Friday And I'll answer way too quickly And I hate that I might say that I Love you, I do Love you, I do Love you, I do
Back from the party At Annabel's house You tell me you want me And spit in my mouth I don't say your name When your girlfriend's around You say she can tell She can tell She can tell So, never gonna let it out Never gonna let it out I'm never gonna lеt it out
I crossed your name off my wishlist, wishlist I know it's none of my businеss But are you with her Saturday? Some tears I don't show You're a dick and you know it You're the best and you blow it
And you'll call me up again at 12 o'clock on a Friday And I'll lie to mum and David And I hate that I might say that I Love you, I do Love you, I do Love you, I do
Get back from the party At Annabel's house You tell me you want me And spit in my mouth I don't say your name When your girlfriend's around You say she can tell She can tell She can tell So, never gonna let it out
They're playing Havana I hated that tune I swear it don't hurt You're looking at her I'm looking at you You're getting the words wrong But you're making it cute I swear it don't hurt You're looking at her I'm looking at you
Never gonna let it out I'm never gonna let it out
Compositores: Lola Emily Mary Young (PRS), Nicholas Lawrence James Morrison (Cass Lowe) (PRS)Editor: Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #36651951 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM