Never Clean My Room - Swain

Never Clean My Room Lyrics

Good riddance, come again
Said the lonely me back then
I like your face, hate your guts
Kiss goodbye, connect the dots
When the thrill has come to an end
I’ll go
File me on your lost
Search with your fingers uncrossed
This place reeks of me
So I’ll burn the bedsheets blissfully
When the thrill has come an end
Save yourself the trouble
You can count on me to split
I never clean my room

I’ll just move when I get sick of it (x2)
What I use, just a drug
Sweep myself beneath the rug
Clean your act is what she wrote
Wrap your hands around my throat
When the thrill has come an end
Save yourself the trouble
You can count on me to split
I never clean my room
I’ll just move when I get sick of it (x2)
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