Overtired overthink
Club nights and cheap drinks
Do you ever think of me the way I think about you?
Lately I'm on the brink
I stand up and slowly sink into the pavement below
If I ever die I'll have someone let you know, it was all your faultHiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfumeApproaching midnight in teenage twilight
Black hair and skinny jeans alert your parent's porch light
Oh, when we met last spring we had such a pretty thing
We fade like a Polaroid
I'm all things you were taught to avoidI'm clothes you never wear, I'm yours but you don't careHiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfumeHiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfumeHide, in your bedroom
Hide, in your bedroom
Hide, in your bedroomLie on your bed, lie through your teethLoving you is killing me
Loving you is killing meLie on your bed, lie to meLoving you is killing me
Loving you is killing meLie on your bed, lie through your teethLoving you is killing me
Loving you is killing meLie on your bed, lie to meLoving you is killing me
Loving you is killing meHiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfumeHiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfumeLoving you is killing me
Loving you is killing me
Songwriters
Will Gould, Ian MilesPublished by
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