Inevitable Songtext
von Orla Gartland
Inevitable Songtext
It′s the same routine, scene by scene
Look me in the eye, are you not bored?
Flicking on the news, kicking off your shoes
On the bedroom floor
I've got a tear in my eye
But I tell you I′m tired
But I'm not tired
I miss chat-up lines, first times
The goodbyes that we dragged out
Now it's just a wave, not a lot to say
Do you have doubts?
You′re putting out your hand
With your sweaty palm
I don′t wanna hold it
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
And I'm nicely dressed, in my Sunday best
And I touch your chest but you don't care
So I bite my cheeks and I walk the streets
Just to breathe air
Oh, it′s so comfortable
It′s insufferable
I don't wanna hide it
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
We're so tangled up it′s hard to know
How we might function on our own
I′m scared that we might never know
And I think it over every night
Then face the day and wear a smile
Oh shit, we're living a lie
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Look me in the eye, are you not bored?
Flicking on the news, kicking off your shoes
On the bedroom floor
I've got a tear in my eye
But I tell you I′m tired
But I'm not tired
I miss chat-up lines, first times
The goodbyes that we dragged out
Now it's just a wave, not a lot to say
Do you have doubts?
You′re putting out your hand
With your sweaty palm
I don′t wanna hold it
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
And I'm nicely dressed, in my Sunday best
And I touch your chest but you don't care
So I bite my cheeks and I walk the streets
Just to breathe air
Oh, it′s so comfortable
It′s insufferable
I don't wanna hide it
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
We're so tangled up it′s hard to know
How we might function on our own
I′m scared that we might never know
And I think it over every night
Then face the day and wear a smile
Oh shit, we're living a lie
Maybe it′s inevitable
Maybe it's inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn′t fun anymore
Maybe it's inevitable
Maybe it′s inevitable
That this just isn't fun anymore
Writer(s): Orla Gartland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com