They said you called and you were perfectly nice A real pearl that needed a bite White knuckled mum in the passenger seat The home invaded, trying to sleep
Time to open up How was your day, how was your day? Feels like breaking up Calling my name, calling my name
A polite conversation about unclaimed mail Felt like a deadly lit candle left up in a room An old piece of currency for a dollar at the open market You had the best car in thе street But there was nowherе to park it You said, "I can't do this anymore, I can't do this anymore" We let our patterns and bad behaviours take over I'm no longer keeping score Levelheadedness has made way for a disastrous love I know it, you know it!
Time to open up How was your day, how was your day? Feels like breaking up Calling my name, calling my name Time to open up How was your day, how was your day? And it Feels like breaking up Calling my name, calling my name
Never wanna be the one to call it off Never wanna be the one to call it off Never wanna be the one to call it off Never wanna be the one to call it off
Time to open up How was your day, how was your day? Feels like breaking up Calling my name, calling my name Time to open up How was your day, how was your day? Feels like breaking up Calling my name, calling my name
Compositores: Stella Rachel Donnelly (Stella Donnelly), George Foster (Marcus Foster), Jennifer Aslett ECAD: Obra #37372754