Motorbike

I, I haven't got a clue

What I'm supposed to do tonight

There's dishes in the sink

Your hair's in the drain

And I forgot to say

Clean up your shit

I don't want it here

You, you think I'm dumb

And I don't know a thing

But I'm fully aware

That love, it comes and goes

And I don't know a thing

No, I don't know a thing

So pack up your things

I don't want you here

Hey, you're not being loud enough

Oh

You, you think that I

I'm only what I like

Well, you're right

Yeah, you pull up outside

You rode a motorbike

And I start to think

Oh, bring all your shit

And get over here

And get over here

Hey, you're not being loud enough

Oh