Get to You

Home
A motel where the roaches line the room
I can smell you on my Coca-Cola shirt
I'm only asking if and when you're mine
With your puppy clawing at my arm
I want to break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Leave the bugs, shut the door and get to you
I want to get to you
Rosy
Cozy
In bed with you and me
A knot
I cried more leaving you than leaving god
I've got to know the days I'm counting down
'Til you're not so far away
Not so far away
I want to break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Leave the bugs, shut the door, and get to you
I wanna get to you
I wanna not pay rent
Or do one dish
I want to spend every day I have with you
I want to get to you
It's 2 p.m. I'm finally waking up and you're almost off work
And you ask me how my day went
It's 4 a.m I'm finally drifting off
and you're just getting up from your bed
You're running late, you gotta hurry,
and you can't talk, that's fine, you're working hard and I adore it
Adore it
Adore it
Get get to you
I wanna get to you
I wanna break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Break, break every
Brea- brea- break every glass on the
Glass on the floor
Floor
Kitchenette floor



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Hurst, Ben Russin, Richard Owen Holmes Montgomery, Ryan Fyffe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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