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Lola Young - 6 Feet Under Lyrics

Forget all the feelings, no I don't wan' feel them no more
I don't have a place for 'em anyway
I like seeing the bed in a good situation, oh
I just like it my way
I'm too quick to judge, too fast to fuck
If we're lonely and I'm
No good in love, 'cause the last time
I ended up a little dead inside
Sorry I lied, I do not want you, no
Sorry my pride's a little too high
To let you know
I cried when you said you had to go, baby
I got a bit drunk yesterday evening and I
Told you some things I didn't mean, oh did I?
Hate it, I hate it when I get complacent
I love it when you lose your patience
Good at mistaking
But I'ma wake up in the same bed
In the same t-shirt I told you I loved you in
The same regrets
Like wearing the t-shirt I told you I loved you in
Don't say my name when you talking to me
Don't say we're on the same page
Don't look away when you're walking to me
I like the pain, I like the pain
I'm making it hard for you to move on
And be lonely 'cause I'm
So good with words that the last time
I broke his heart
Keep that in mind, I don't mind
If you leave me, just don't say goodbye
I don't like grieving or wasting time
And you're wasting mine
I got a bit drunk yesterday evening and I
Told you some things I didn't mean, oh did I?
Hate it, I hate it when I get complacent
I love it when you pull that face and we make mistakes
Utterly wasted
And wake up in the same bed
In the same t-shirt I told you I loved you in
The same regrets
Like wearing the t-shirt I told you I loved you in
The same bed
In the same t-shirt I told you I loved you in
The same regrets
Like wearing the t-shirt I told you I loved you in
I only like you when you're naked
At least, that's what I proved to myself, can't make a fool out myself, baby
God, it's so frustrating, making such a fool of myself
Gotta make do with myself baby
I only like you when you're naked
At least, that's what I proved to myself, can't make a fool out myself, baby
Let's overcomplicate it, maybe just lose ourselves
And wake up in the same, in the same bed
In the same t-shirt I told you I loved you in
The same, in the same regrets, oh
Wearing the t-shirt I told you I loved you in