Lyrics Catfish And The Bottlemen – 26

I’ll come based on facts like she’ll be there
Making self-control leave me
She’ll stand there selling bricks
To the rioters

I can’t believe you’re 26
With a habit of fuelling my fix
You’ve gotta mind that is so hell-bent on, fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell-bent on
Making a mess I suggest we rethink something

I’ll come based on facts like we’re always screaming
But I still love you tearing me up at the seams
She’ll stand there selling bricks
To the rioters!

I can’t believe you’re 26
With a habit of fuelling my fix
You’ve gotta mind that is so hell-bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell-bent on
Making a mess I suggest we rethink something

You see, I’d have known what
I know now
Then I would not
Have been less tempted
To get you on top
At such a pace
I’d have been good to you babe

You’ve gotta mind that is so hell-bent on, fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell-bent on
Making a mess I suggest we rethink something
You with those hands that are so hell-bent on