(Pop-pop...)
[Chorus]
You thought you thought, you thought, you thought
But you're not, you're not, you're not, you're not
[Verse: Matt Ó]
I love it when its over, I love it when its colder
The snakes leave all the grass and I'm left with four-leaved clovers
Pop in a new motor and it might be a Landrover
You didn't really want me, you were just hungover
You text me like its over
You're not my destination, man you're more like a stopover
My life is like a cinema and you're a movie-goer
Get some chips and dip 'em on your shoulder
And keep 'em on your shoulder
[Chorus]
You thought you thought, you thought, you thought
But you're not, you're not, you're not, you're not
[Verse: Max Zanga]
Really think I gotta fix
Really think I got me fixed
I really did some therapy
I hope you nigga's scared of me
Like he's emotionally happy and mature
How he do that?
I'm a amateur in not hating myself
And my ex, with a "hey girl, hope you doin'..."
(Well, that's a...)
Blowback, I never wanna go back
But I don't mean you're terrible, I really hope you know that
I'm a f*cking idiot, but that don't mean I'm worthless
I've been really into it, typing on the internet
Trying to be intimate, tell my friends I love them
I know that's really weird, but the sentiment is there, man
So I can't really scare them
If I'm just being honest, I'm, like, there for you
I say 'like' way too much, and I like way too much
I like to dance really really really good in the club
Not to say that I'm the best, I'm just young and its fun
Acting dumb at the function, I like a function
Before, I was broke being a gobshite
Always on it, off it, she ain't offering
I think they call that emotional abuse
I think I done some emotional abuse
Feeling these emotions is really new
Feeling guilt in the pit of my stomach
Man, sit like a tumble, like a heap in the wash
Scrubbing off my conscience, always messy and...
(Ah y'know, y'know, three songs, that's- that's an EP, that's fine, that's more than enough, you guys are good. Calling it a day.)