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I'm staring at a number
And looking for distractions
Time to step out
Try put this plan into action
Now the homie just gave me a discount on my confidence
Normally thirty, now twenty-five with eyes wide
Avoid the sombre shit
Right now we tryna feel alive
But then the comedown got me blasting Debussy
Clear the loom
Thinking about the girl who pushed me to steer the tunes her way
"Go DJ", I think I remember her say
But maybe she could see me checking out her friend
And saying she isn't down, no three-way
But shit's too loud, can't hear anything that she say
I was willing to make a bet
So I'm asking her outside and if I can have a cigarette
And then
I'll tell you a little too much about myself
You tell me I'm not so young and I should probably watch my health
And I'll say that I'd much prefer to watch you watch you dance
You laugh as you walk away and then let go of my hand
At least I took a chance
I could wait forever in a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you tell me it's a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high
And we're soaking
Raining, making love with the windows open
Searching for the magic
But the hocus pocus feel like hopeless poking, we're still joking
See the acid make us giggle as the pills got us floating
But the weed and the lies and the always on my mind
Got me feeling like I'm choking
Say you're wanting me
Next second saying "What the fuck is wrong with me?"
Saying that you should've never written the letter
But you could make it better if you write a fucking song for me
Go and fuck yourself, well here it is
Just a few bars that were written in the car
Dedicated to the kids that we'll never have
Dedicated to the times that we'll get a cab
Hoping no one sees 'cause no one needs to know
Fucked up feelings that we're keeping low
Give them water and the seeds will grow
Thorns will cut you and you're bleeding so
You can rest your head
Maybe take a lie down in my bed
Take a lie down in my bed
I'll tell you a little too much about myself
You tell me I'm not so young and I should probably watch my health
And I'll say that I'd much prefer to watch you watch you leave
You laugh as you turn around and then get down on your knees
Yo, I'm begging please
I could wait forever in a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you tell me it's a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high
For old times sake, let's say we lift off
Pick up right where we left off in Kings Cross
Where the rain falls soft and the cabs don't stop
And so we drift off
We used to argue on the train each stop
You complain, saying "Where you get off?"
I said "My place", you told me "Get lost", it's a game
It's a shame, you do things to me
Yeah, I love how you look when you're pissed off
When your clothes get ripped off, how you stripped off
You always did have it
A flair for the dramatic
In the back seat putting on a show like no one else there
I guess yeah, I could match it, yeah
Feel it in the air like static
Right there, felt like nothing else mattered
All those cabs that we shared like a habit
No self control, if it's there we grab it
Then we swear that we had it
Yeah, we out here at it again like
"Where you at?" "I'm on my way, I'mma cab it"
And I'll tell you some lie 'bout being locked out of my house
You tell me I'm full of shit and I should probably watch my mouth
And I'll say that I'd much prefer to watch me watching yours
You smile and pull two glasses out and dead lock the door
As I beg for more
I could wait forever in a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you tell me it's a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high