Get Out My Room

The cracks have started to show
Does it hurt?
I always skip our song
You shuffle
My head up

Come out from under the bed
It only hurts, if you let it
Is love all that you hoped for?
Did you really
Get it right

Get out my room
You know its true
It don't compute
Get out my room
You know its true
You can't compute
Will you get out my room

Overgrown and under sold
You don't get to leave
You never let your hair grow out
I liked it
I promise

Get out my room
You know its true
It don't compute
Get out my room
You know its true
You can't compute
Will you get out my room



Credits
Writer(s): Phoebe Rowe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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