Cuckoo
I wanna change the channel
But I keep losing my remote
It's like my favorite show's on
I can predict your every joke
My friends think that I'm lucky
But I bet that you don't know
That I don't really think so
Chick flicks and breadsticks
No, we don't have to say a thing
I like when you're holding my hand
But I don't feel nothing
And do I really love you?
I should really love you
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I can escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
Do I really love you?
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I could escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
And do I really love you?
I think about the break up
Sometimes I wanna pack my shit and run
It's like a trip to Vegas
Will I regret it when it's done?
It's like my heart is burning
So I overdose on Tums
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong
Chick flicks and breadsticks
No, we don't have to say a thing
I like when you're holding my hand
But I don't feel nothing
And do I really love you?
I should really love you
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I can escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
Do I really love you?
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I could escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
And do I really love you?
But I keep losing my remote
It's like my favorite show's on
I can predict your every joke
My friends think that I'm lucky
But I bet that you don't know
That I don't really think so
Chick flicks and breadsticks
No, we don't have to say a thing
I like when you're holding my hand
But I don't feel nothing
And do I really love you?
I should really love you
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I can escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
Do I really love you?
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I could escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
And do I really love you?
I think about the break up
Sometimes I wanna pack my shit and run
It's like a trip to Vegas
Will I regret it when it's done?
It's like my heart is burning
So I overdose on Tums
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong with me
Maybe something's wrong
Chick flicks and breadsticks
No, we don't have to say a thing
I like when you're holding my hand
But I don't feel nothing
And do I really love you?
I should really love you
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I can escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
Do I really love you?
I'm like a bird in a cage and I'm going, "Cuckoo, cuckoo"
I know that I could escape but I don't wanna hurt you, hurt you
Do I really love you?
And do I really love you?
Credits
Writer(s): Netta Barzilai
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