Can you come around? Fuck me nice Pull my hair Sing me lullabies We can pretend that we're in love
When you come around I'll wear red I'll forget all the awful things you've ever said Though we can pretend that we're in love We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch You call me a cunt And that tips me over the edge You throw my phone out the window The next thing thе name is said she's calling the fеds And I wish you were dead For a sec I wish you were dead I wish you were dead
But then you come around At 10pm We watch TV And break a bit We can pretend that we're in love We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch You call me a cunt And that tips me over the edge You throw my phone out the window The next thing the name is said she's calling the feds And I wish you were dead For a sec I wish you were dead I wish you were dead
Can you come around? You fuck me nice You pull my hair Sing me lullabies
Until I throw a punch You call me a cunt And that tips me over the edge You throw my phone out the window The next thing the name is said she's calling the feds And I wish you were dead I wish you were dead I wish you were dead For a sec I wish you were dead I wish you were dead
Compositores: Conor Luke Dickinson (Conor Dickinson) (PRS), Jared Solomon, Lola Emily Mary Young (PRS), Matthew David Zara (Matt Zara) (PRS), William Brown (Will Brown) (PRS)Editores: Day One Songs Ltd, Solomon Gouda (ASCAP), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #42132896 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM