Something Like That
Saturday night, some bar with an open stage
You just swung by, forgot this takes place today
Coincidence, you brought your guitar to play
Creatively and desperately looking for drinks to pay
They all await for something great
To sweep them off their feet
And there it goes, generic love lines
Overrepeated
You're my dream, you're my darling
You're my fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you falling
From heaven today, must've damaged your brain it seems
'Cause that can't be it
Saturday night, time to go out and dance in peace
Crossing the line some stranger approaching me
Been watching you all this time, I think you're the prettiest in this room
And watch his jaw drop saying "thanks well, that makes two"
They all expect for me to fall for the same old lines on end
But honestly I can barely listen to them chant
You're my sea, you're my garden
You're my fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you falling
From heaven today, must've damaged your brain it seems
'Cause that can't be it
You're just some dude writing wedding tunes for like, every girl you meet
How am I supposed to know if that's the real thing
If i was your dream, if I was your darling
If I was your fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you crawling
Saying I have loved you for years
So I am wiping my tears
On a musical handkerchief
This can't be it
This can't be it
You just swung by, forgot this takes place today
Coincidence, you brought your guitar to play
Creatively and desperately looking for drinks to pay
They all await for something great
To sweep them off their feet
And there it goes, generic love lines
Overrepeated
You're my dream, you're my darling
You're my fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you falling
From heaven today, must've damaged your brain it seems
'Cause that can't be it
Saturday night, time to go out and dance in peace
Crossing the line some stranger approaching me
Been watching you all this time, I think you're the prettiest in this room
And watch his jaw drop saying "thanks well, that makes two"
They all expect for me to fall for the same old lines on end
But honestly I can barely listen to them chant
You're my sea, you're my garden
You're my fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you falling
From heaven today, must've damaged your brain it seems
'Cause that can't be it
You're just some dude writing wedding tunes for like, every girl you meet
How am I supposed to know if that's the real thing
If i was your dream, if I was your darling
If I was your fucking bride to be
Or something like that
Think I've seen, seen you crawling
Saying I have loved you for years
So I am wiping my tears
On a musical handkerchief
This can't be it
This can't be it
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Writer(s): Elena Steri
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