歌曲名称:Lines
歌手:Bülow
专辑:Damaged Vol. 1

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Lines - Bülow
Written by：Megan Bulow/Michael Wise/Elizabeth Lowell Boland

Another weekend

Oh

I was with my friends that is true
While you were sneaking

Oh

You forgot you say you'll drive me home

So took a taxi home cold and alone in the dark on my own

So we're not speaking

No

Read between the silence on the phone

I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off
But you're the kind of guy that cares nothing while taking it off
You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song

Lines
Ooh
There's a thing called lines
Ooh

And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby there's a thing called lies
Ooh
But yours are white
Ooh

Don't want your sorries now and I cross them out

A thing called lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh
There's a thing called lines

My girl was swiping through

Funny how she came across you

So she swiped right on you didn't think you'd swipe right too

I've had about enough losing trust and there's nothing left to do

You put a hex on us and you've got a lot to undo

I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off
But you're the kind of guy that cares nothing while taking it off
You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song
Lines
Ooh
There's a thing called lines
Ooh

And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby there's a thing called lies
Ooh
But yours are white
Ooh

Don't want your sorries now and I cross them out

A thing called lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh
There's a thing called lines

So this is it your final strike

I've given you chances you're a lucky guy

Love is pure it's kerosine

Neither of us are perfect but you are just being mean

So cross my heart leave me to die

Stick a needle in my eye

Fool me once fool me twice one more time then you've crossed the
Line
Ooh
There's a thing called lines
Ooh
And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby there's a thing called lies
Ooh
But yours are white
Ooh

Don't want your sorries now and I cross them out

A thing called lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh

Lines
Ooh
There's a thing called lines