Turning out like yeah
He's broke and now he's home (So cold)
I didn't know he liked to get ahead
I didn't know he cried, to get fed
Everything you know
Comes off
Lover didn't care
For anything he knows
He's turning on the score
The bog's underneath
He's turning up, and wrong
Did I sleep underneath?
Getting off our own two feet
Getting on our own
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We're getting off our own
Backside
We're getting off our own
