Wine

It went from you telling me
That you'd do the things that make my day
But I saw you at the spelling bee
You said my hair looks shit this way
You're honest but honestly
I wish that you'd just call me by my name
'Cause I saw you at the spelling bee
And that's the only word you couldn't say

If you're tired then pretend to sleep
A cemetery on a dead end street
You're the reason I sigh when I'm out of breath
And the second goodbye when you haven't left

It's not just you the world is out to get
If you're not happy you should stay in bed
Oh it hurts my head 'cause you hurt my head
Yeah you hurt my head

Now that we're black and blue
You left my number in your broken phone
"Hey now, I'll get back to you"
I guess I'll spill my guts out after the tone
You're honest but honestly
I get more peace and quiet on my own
Hey now, I'll get back to you

If you're tired then pretend to sleep
A cemetery on a dead end street
You're the reason I sigh when I'm out of breath
And the second goodbye when you haven't left

It's not just you the world is out to get
If you're not happy you should stay in bed
Oh it hurts my head 'cause you hurt my head
Yeah you hurt my head

I said I love you but I think sometimes
I only focus the telescope on the parts that I like
This could be a problem but it's fine
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine

If you're tired then pretend to sleep
A cemetery on a dead end street
You're the reason I sigh
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine

It's not just you the world is out to get
If you're not happy you should stay in bed
Oh it hurts my head
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine

'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine
'Cause you aged like wine
And I still haven't aged to like wine



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Nuamah, James Anderson
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