作词 : Lola Young/Will Brown/Jared Solomon/Conor Dickinson

作曲 : Lola Young/Will Brown/Jared Solomon/Conor Dickinson

Take your shit, out my house

You can keep that ugly painting

That you bought, I never liked realism anyway

And I guess love comes and goes

And sometimes it rearranges, I just hope

That next time it comes around, I don't ****ing hate it

You have little outbursts of sad

And I know that you get that from your dad

But right now, I don't have time for that

You've got 15 minutes till I call your cab

And I never wanna see your face again

Oh man, ain't it sad

Kinda mad

That the next time I see you, you'll be out, holding hands

With that girl that you claimed was just a friend

And I'll pretend, that you didn't notice me

When you looked me dead in the eye

And I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on

You're standing in my living room

I've got better shit to do than

To listen to you cry, I mean it's not like it's a pleasant sight either

It's half past 6 and I'm bored (And I'm bored)

On the wrong side of the door (Of the door)

You said you got nowhere to go, well

You can start with the lift to the ground floor

You have little outbursts of sad

And I know that you get that from your dad

But right now, I don't have time for that

You've got 15 minutes till I call your cab

And I never wanna see your face again

Oh man, ain't it sad

Kinda mad

That the next time I see you, you'll be out holding hands

With that girl that you claimed was just a friend

And I'll pretend, that you didn't notice me

When you looked me dead in the eye

And I'll just walk on by

Yeah, I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on by

I'll just walk on, walk on, just walk on by

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