Stuck In A Bubble
When I step outside, I hear the doggy's bark
It's my home
If I get it right
I only smoke at night
The only time that I am alone
If I get it right
I'd rather be with the swine
Ignoring the parking signs
Won't wait in the grocery lines
It's a bummer
And I wanna cry for fun
Don't gotta be something wrong
'Cause my heart is either numb or on fire
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
Might be my biggest fan
But when you get in bed, you're lazy
Say you'll be movin' in, so you can be my man
You're stressing me out
I need a hideout
I'd rather be with the swine
Ignoring the parking signs
Won't wait in the grocery lines
It's a bummer
I wanna cry for fun
Don't gotta be something wrong
'Cause my heart is either numb or on fire
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
Blue, it's the simple things that you do
Like crawling under my skin before they bite
Just be quiet for a minute, oh for a minute
Hold my head up right
I'm much too tired to get back in it, to get back in it
It's my home
If I get it right
I only smoke at night
The only time that I am alone
If I get it right
I'd rather be with the swine
Ignoring the parking signs
Won't wait in the grocery lines
It's a bummer
And I wanna cry for fun
Don't gotta be something wrong
'Cause my heart is either numb or on fire
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
Might be my biggest fan
But when you get in bed, you're lazy
Say you'll be movin' in, so you can be my man
You're stressing me out
I need a hideout
I'd rather be with the swine
Ignoring the parking signs
Won't wait in the grocery lines
It's a bummer
I wanna cry for fun
Don't gotta be something wrong
'Cause my heart is either numb or on fire
What do I do when I'm stuck in a bubble with you
And I can't seem to shake that
Blue, it's the simple things that you do
Like crawling under my skin before they bite
Just be quiet for a minute, oh for a minute
Hold my head up right
I'm much too tired to get back in it, to get back in it
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Writer(s): Theo Hoarau, Georgia Elizabeth Mannion, Remi Francis Wolf
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