we're fucked, it's fine
There's nothing like
Coming home and being in love
Life would be quite boring without you
Life would be quite boring without you
The weather's nice
Hold me tight, I'm coming undone
Life would be so boring without you
I thought about it all last night
You are, you are, you are, you are (you are)
All these plastic hearts
So tell me I'm fucked (tell me I'm fucked)
Tell me I'm fine
Am I shit out of luck?
Keep wastin' my time?
(Fuck it)
Coming home and being in love
Life would be quite boring without you
Life would be quite boring without you
The weather's nice
Hold me tight, I'm coming undone
Life would be so boring without you
I thought about it all last night
You are, you are, you are, you are (you are)
All these plastic hearts
So tell me I'm fucked (tell me I'm fucked)
Tell me I'm fine
Am I shit out of luck?
Keep wastin' my time?
(Fuck it)
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Zucker
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