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Album:
Pure Heroine (2013)
Ribs
The drink you spilt all over me
Lovers Spit left on repeat
My mom and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy, getting old
We can talk it so good
We can make it so divine
We can talk it good
How you wish it would be all the time
The drink you spilt all over me
Lovers Spit left on repeat
My mom and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy, getting old
This dream isn't feeling sweet
We're reeling through the midnight streets
And I've never felt more alone
It feels so scary getting old
We can talk it so good
We can make it so divine
We can talk it good
How you wish it would be all the time
This dream isn't feeling sweet
We're reeling through the midnight streets
And I've never felt more alone
It feels so scary getting old
You're the only friend I need
Sharing beds like little kids
I will laugh until my ribs get tough
But that will never be enough
Song details
Give a shoutout to bellavoz
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Writer(s): Ella Marija Lani Yelich O'connor, Joel Little
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Comments 1
The brigde is missing:
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
How all the thoughts (how all the thoughts)
Moved 'round our heads (moved 'round our heads)
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
It's not enough to feel the lack
I want 'em back, I want 'em back, I want 'em-