Lyrics

I wonder if she thinks about me I wonder if she thinks that I'm freaky She makes me feel I don't belong here I wonder if she talks about me I wonder, I wonder if she says that I'm creepy Oh sugar, I'm in the dirt And even when I'm low down I'll find my feet as I walk out the door London feels grim, so I give her a call I wonder if she cares about me I wonder if she cares that I'm freaky She makes me feel sick to stomach I wonder why she talks about me I wonder, I wonder why she says that I'm creepy Oh baby, you know it hurts But even when I slow down I'll find my feet as I walk out the door London feels grim, so I give her a call I'll find my feet as I walk out the door London feels grim, ah London feels grim, ah I'll find my feet as I walk out the door London feels grim
Writer(s): Matt John Corby, John Alexander Henriksson, Callum Shaun Guy, Alex Maxwell Whiteman, Christopher Bye, Matthew Preen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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