Rookie Move - Living Room | Текст песни

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It's cold out there; can I come inside?
Your apartment still smells like smoke
I'd like to just get to sleep
but your twin size bed's too small and feels like concrete
So I'll move to your living room
So talk tough
Like you needed to
Our old routine in your bed room
So when I get off, you can give me hell
and I'll recall your notions of lust in every detail
So I'll move to your living room
You're in a mood
and I'm on to you
I'm just waiting on a better man to take my place
(I want to feel smart, They want me to feel something)
It's all the things you'd never understand just how it tastes
(I swear to God I'm pulling)
So what the hell am I still doing here?
(They want me start thinking simple)
For the sake of moving on, I'm here
The sheer counter production's clear
(So simple, simple, yet elegant)
What the hell am I still doing here?

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