Bea Miller

Steal My Clothes

Bea Miller


You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go

You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love, and it's so messed up, yeah, yeah

You don't love me, you just steal my food
Fill my closet with all your shoes
Makeup spillin' over my bathroom
Walking 'round, yeah, with an attitude, yeah

I don't know why but I love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Sex so fire when we fight like this
Shit's messed up but I can't resist
Guess that's just life with a real bad bitch, yeah

You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go

You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love, and it's so messed up, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

It's so messed up, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

Who's the reason why you got that car that you've been drivin'?
Everything you're wearing on that body, I provided
You said it was meant to be and fate was all behind it
You were low and I was dumb, I guess it's perfect timing

You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go

You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room (trash my room)
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love, and it's so messed up, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, ooh, woah

It's so messed up, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, oh-oh, oh
You don't love me, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
It's so messed up, yeah, yeah
You don't love me, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
It's so messed up