matt and sam's brother - chloe lyrics
got my suit pressed
just for the funeral
is it a new dress?
god, you look beautiful
so hold me
’til it’s inappropriate
like, chloe
we just shouldn’t be doing this
but i could get used to it
she’s sobering up
i’m talking too much
she’s rolling her eyes
i think that i might
roll up my sleeves
and get what i want
i hurt myself bad
s+x is a weapon
but only when you’re in town
i guess it’s better than guessing
or running the runaround
but
give me love
’cause your kind of love
is a binding love
right now
she’s sobering up
i’m talking too much
she’s rolling hеr eyes
i think that she might
roll up hеr sleeves
and get what she wants
i hurt myself bad
now we’re at your place
and sam cook’s on the stereo
so i take a long, dear
i know i sound terrible
so give me shame
your kind of shame
is a crying shame
right now
she’s sobering up
i’m talking too much
she’s rolling her eyes
i think that she might
roll up her sleeves
and get what she wants
i hurt myself bad
she’s sobering up
i’m talking too much
she’s rolling her eyes
i think that she might
roll up her sleeves
and get what she wants
i hurt myself bad
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