I’m Still Your Boy Songtext
von Luke Hemmings
I’m Still Your Boy Songtext
I sat in the driveway but I can′t go in
The green fence is faded and it's sinking in
I wish I was younger so I knew the end
I′d move to Orlando and I'd be your friend
I tore you apart to put me back again
This time zone's a bastard and I′m wearing thin
You still hate Chicago, the things that I missed
I can′t have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got angry
Made a fist-hole shape in the wall
I'm still your boy
I′m still your boy
Take it all apart and it's not so bad
And I don′t know what's worse but I can′t go back
'Cause I can't be without you
I′d fall in the void
I can′t dance around it
I'd better be yours
I still hate Chicago, the things that I miss
I can′t have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got empty
Made a mess of the room in your heart
I'm still your boy
I′m still your boy
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I′m still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I'm still your boy)
I'm sat in the driveway ′cause I can′t go in (I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
I'm sat in the driveway, but I can′t go in (I want it so bad, I'm still your boy)
You still hate Chicago, the things that I miss (I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
You still hate Chicago, the things that I miss (I want it so bad)
The green fence is faded and it's sinking in
I wish I was younger so I knew the end
I′d move to Orlando and I'd be your friend
I tore you apart to put me back again
This time zone's a bastard and I′m wearing thin
You still hate Chicago, the things that I missed
I can′t have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got angry
Made a fist-hole shape in the wall
I'm still your boy
I′m still your boy
Take it all apart and it's not so bad
And I don′t know what's worse but I can′t go back
'Cause I can't be without you
I′d fall in the void
I can′t dance around it
I'd better be yours
I still hate Chicago, the things that I miss
I can′t have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got empty
Made a mess of the room in your heart
I'm still your boy
I′m still your boy
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I′m still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad (I'm still your boy)
I'm sat in the driveway ′cause I can′t go in (I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
I'm sat in the driveway, but I can′t go in (I want it so bad, I'm still your boy)
You still hate Chicago, the things that I miss (I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
You still hate Chicago, the things that I miss (I want it so bad)
Writer(s): Luke Hemmings, Samuel Witte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com