Lyrics

Got dirty dishes in my sink So many filthy memories I can't even think, don't got it figured out But you wanna come over now If I have to fake it, then that's fine Brighten the corners of my mind I'll open up the blinds, so when you come around It looks like I'm better now My head's been such a mess Won't even make my bed There's no food in my fridge It's tragic But come on over I'll get it figured out for you I do some things I have to do Like call my mom and pay my bills This revelation overdue (ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Might even start to clean my room Listen, I don't wanna be obnoxious But I like the way I feel when you're around We get to talk and you're alone But it's no wonder I wanna pick up all the pieces Get to all those dirty dishes, aah And it's not me, but I wanna be A better version for you That's why I'm trynna be cool But I've never seen a promise through Won't get up and get dressed My friends think I'm depressed There's no food in my fridge It's tragic But come on over I'll get it figured out for you I'll do some things I have to do Like call my mom and pay my bills This revelation overdue (ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Might even start to clean my room (I'll get it figured out) Won't you, please, take it easy on me? Just go easy on me Won't you, please, take it easy on me? Just go easy on me Won't you, please, take it easy on me? Just go easy on me
Writer(s): Jonathan A Buscema, Areli Castro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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