Album Name

Damaged Vol. 1

Artist

bülow

Genre

POP

Release Date

2017.11.03

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Lines - Bulow
Another weekend oh
I was with my friends at a show
While you were sneaking oh
You forgot you said
you'd drive me home
So took a taxi home cold and alone
In the dark on my own
So we're not speaking no
Read between the silence on the phone
I'm not the kind of girl
that would go flipping you off
But you're the kind of guy
that gives nothing while taking it all
You'll be acting like you don't know
what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention
while I'm singing this song
Lines oh
there's a thing called lines oh
And I said I don't care
but maybe I might
Baby there's a thing called lies
oh but yours aren't white no
Don't want your sorries now
and I cross them out
A thing called lines oh lines oh
Lines oh there's a thing called lines
My girl was swipin' through
Funny how she came across you
So she swiped right on you
Didn't think you'd swipe right too
I've had about enough losing trust
And there's nothing left to do
You put a hex on us
And you've got a lot to undo
I'm not the kind of girl
that would go flipping you off
But you're the kind of guy
that gives nothing while taking it all
You'll be acting like you don't know
what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention
while I'm singing this song
Lines oh
there's a thing called lines oh
And I said I don't care
but maybe I might
Baby there's a thing called lies
oh but yours aren't white no
Don't want your sorries now
and I cross them out
A thing called lines oh lines oh
Lines oh
there's a thing called lines
So this is it your final strike
I've given you chances
you're a lucky guy
Love is pure it's kerosine
Neither of us are perfect
but you are just being mean
So cross my heart leave me to die
Stick a needle in my eye
Fool me once fool me twice
One more time
then you've crossed the
Line oh
there's a thing called lines oh
And I said I don't care
but maybe I might
Baby there's a thing called lies
oh but yours aren't white no
Don't want your sorries now
and I cross them out
A thing called lines oh lines oh
Lines oh there's a thing called lines