Lyrics Moose Blood – Cheek

So you’ve got your friends round
And you know he’s gotta go
Have you heard from your sister?
Have you heard from your dad?

So pour me another
It’s time to go
I’m sick of talking of her
It’s getting old

If we’re being honest now
Don’t tell me that I’m everything you wanted
Why you gotta go?
Why you gotta go and say that?
You know I never wanted you to say it
I got everything I wanted
Why you gotta go?
Why you gotta go and say that>

It doesn’t matter it was years ago
It’s not like we’re nineteen years old
She doesn’t get it
She don’t live alone
She’s got his traits but they’re not her own

So pour me another
It’s time to go
I’m sick of talking of her
It’s getting old

If we’re being honest now

You’re my favorite when you’re smoking on the pavement
And you’ve got your collar up
You’re talking too much and god damn it’s cold
You’re my favorite when you’re smoking on the pavement
And you’ve got your collar up
You’re talking too much and god damn it’s cold
And god damn it’s cold