Lyrics WHY? – Shirtless, Sheetless, And
Text:
Shirtless, sheetless and sleepless on the edge of your queen-sized bed
Last night I didn’t wanna move you cause your tendons were tight
You said I’d be the one you remember as self-obsessed
‘Cause every fucking word that I tell you is really self-addressed
Sure you saw me naked but I never took my make-up off
You don’t need me, your girlfriend goes cognito no nose mustache on
And plus my eyeballs occupy the sockets like a half-dead doll
So maybe you could kill me off in one of your songs?
‘Cause I’m not thrilled about anything
I don’t place bets on anything
I’m not thrilled about anything… anything at all…
You don’t need me, your girlfriend goes cognito no nose mustache on
And plus my eyeballs occupy the sockets like a half-dead doll
So maybe you could kill me off in one of your songs?
‘Cause I’m not thrilled about anything
I don’t place bets on anything
I’m not thrilled about anything… anything at all…
