It dont really matter what the truth holds
We can do some damage in the coupe Woah
I know you've been running through a few souls
And I’m still coming back here to you
Back here to you
Back here to you
Schoolyard crush got me bugging bugging
Sneaking out for lunch like we was up to something
Hung me out to dry got the fish fried up
Heartbroken sulking on the bus for nothing
Now I prefer when you say less
Got one too many faces
So why the hell you stay finessing
Fucking up my paycheques
One day I'll be famous, baby
Haven't hit that day yet
But it’s coming soon
Round and round we go on this carousel
Too many dreams of us drowning in a wishing well
You ain't shit but regardless gotta wish you well
It dont really matter what the truth holds
We can do some damage in the coupe Woah
I know you've been running through a few souls
And I'm still coming back here to you
Back here to you
Back here to you
And oh
Crept up on me lost my mind and soul
Why does every heartbreak feel like home
Crept up on me lost my mind and soul
Why does every heartbreak feel like home
Why does every heartbreak feel like home
Why does every heartbreak feel like home
It dont really matter what the truth holds
We can do some damage in the coupe Woah
I know you've been running through a few soles
And I'm still coming back here to you
Back here to you
Back here to you
