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I know

That you push me away

And you got better things to be doing

Than making my day

And I know, I know

Life can be hard

But you didn't need to scream in my face when parking

Your dumb little car

And I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed

And you laughed in my face and said, "What the hell do you mean?"

And I just wanna be your favourite priority

But I'll never be, I'll never be and

You make it hard to see beneath the rubble

But I shovel that s**t to the left, say you're not that kind of guy

I work hard to stay in your good books

But you don't read, so why do I try?

You make it hard to see beneath the rubble

While I shovel that s**t to the left instead of sleeping at night

I work hard to stay in your good books

So, next time, keep that in my mind

Keep that in my mind

Keep that in my mind, mind, mind, mind

Keep that in my mind

You broke my heart

And then my phone

And you're passive-aggressive, 'cause you can't learn a lesson

You ain't been told, so that's my bad and that's my fault, and I

I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed

And you laughed in my face, said, "What the hell do you mean?"

And I just wanna be your favourite priority

But I'll never be, I'll never be, and

You make it hard to see beneath the rubble

But I shovel that s**t to the left, say you're not that kind of guy

I work hard to stay in your good books

But you don't read, so why do I try?

You make it hard to see beneath the rubble

But I shovel that s**t to the left instead of sleeping at night

I work hard to stay in your good books

So, next time, just keep that in my mind

Can you keep it in, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?

Can, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?

Keep me in, can you keep me in your mind?

Can you keep it in your mind?

And, oh, you make it hard to see beneath the rubble

But I shovel that s**t to the left, say you're not that kind of guy

I work hard to stay in your good books (oh)

But you don't read (you don't even read), so why do I try?

You make it hard to see beneath the rubble

But I shovel that s**t to the left instead of sleeping at night

I work hard to stay (to stay) in your good books

So, next time (next time), just keep that in my mind

Good Books par Lola Young - Paroles et Couvertures