Mix Tape

Come into my life and jump into my bed

There'll be holding hands, there'll be faces red

You know it ain't fair, I've been working all week

Gotta rest these eyes, gotta get some sleep

You're into music and you're OK too

I just don't know what I'm meant to do about it

It's not fair why i'm left with you

And your holding hands, and your thank-yous

Tell me about your life and tell me about your band

Tell me about your band friends that you see around

I hear it ain't all chance, no it ain't potluck

I'm listening, yeah, but I just don't give a fuck

Won't say much 'cos the truth will hurt

But you can keep your mix tape and the T-shirt

Really gotta rest, gotta get some sleep

But you keep leaning in, you keep whispering

But I, I ain't even here

I'm just bored, I don't know what to do with my love

Meeting on the street and meeting in the bar

Drinks all day, more drinks at the bar

Excuse me please while I duck out back

Need a break from you, you cool with that

When I get back you're still sitting there

Playing with your phone and playing with your hair

It's really tough, I've been working all week

Gotta get home soon, gotta get some sleep

But I, I ain't even here

I'm just bored I don't know what to do with my love

Oh but I, I ain't even calling

I'm just bored, I don't know what to do with my time

Come into my life and climb into my bed

There'll be holding hands, there'll be faces red

I really only offered cos my place was close

I see you're drunk and me, almost

Won't say much cos the truth will hurt

But you can keep your mix tape and the t-shirt

Really gotta rest, gotta get some sleep

But you keep leaning in, you keep whispering