Nhạc sĩ: Julian Bunetta, Calum Hood, Luke Hemmings, Steph Jones
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I wish you would take it off your clothes
Lay it in my hotel bed
and smoke
Settle down to be my dress
Yeah, I wish you would
I know that New York makes you sick
Too many people in this *
The street lights are creepin' through
my shade I wanna kiss your 90s face
Baby,
maybe tonight Waiting for a phone call on the east side
That was my fault I was wishin' I wasn't so drunk
Every bed is cold
without your
body And everywhere I go my skin is crawlin'
What if I can't close my eyes without you in my head?
I'm scared I'll never sleep again Pink tears fallin' tonight
Through the red blush on the other
side I was thinkin' this will never end
Now I'm screamin' through the mud,
man I know that New York makes you sick
Too many people in this * The street lights
are creepin' through my shade I wanna kiss your
90s face
Every bed is cold without your body
And everywhere I go my skin is crawlin'
What if I can't close my eyes without you in my head?
Every bed is cold
without your body And everywhere I go my skin is crawlin'
What if I can't close my eyes without you in my head?
