Perfect Memorial Of The Music Man
No reason to stay
Is the best one to go
Fuck May to June
It's coming early this year
God damn summer snow
No one lived just like him
So fucking crazy now
No one sang just like him
Like a summer bird and so
His destruction was coming
Faster then we thought
The resentment was an issue
He was too fast, too soon
He can't slow down
And there you go boy, it was way too soon
You weren't content
So you just fucked up didn't you
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I'll keep it smoking till it tastes like rum
There you go boy
You can't just run
Cuz they're coming after you
Ooh ooh
On the news
You like the way
I gave attention to you every single day
And how you only made me hurt
Loving you has cost me way more than it's worth
I thought you were my savior
When I really was depressed
You'd never be the bad man
When it came to your deserts
You moonlight ur suppressions
And addictions to the press
The aftermath of the hurricane
Left room for someone else
You just can't slow down
And there you go boy, it was way too soon
You weren't content
So you just fucked up didn't you
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I'll keep it smoking till it tastes like rum
There you go boy
You can't just run
Cuz they're coming after you
Ooh ooh
On the news
Whatever happened to you
Ooh ooh
Is the best one to go
Fuck May to June
It's coming early this year
God damn summer snow
No one lived just like him
So fucking crazy now
No one sang just like him
Like a summer bird and so
His destruction was coming
Faster then we thought
The resentment was an issue
He was too fast, too soon
He can't slow down
And there you go boy, it was way too soon
You weren't content
So you just fucked up didn't you
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I'll keep it smoking till it tastes like rum
There you go boy
You can't just run
Cuz they're coming after you
Ooh ooh
On the news
You like the way
I gave attention to you every single day
And how you only made me hurt
Loving you has cost me way more than it's worth
I thought you were my savior
When I really was depressed
You'd never be the bad man
When it came to your deserts
You moonlight ur suppressions
And addictions to the press
The aftermath of the hurricane
Left room for someone else
You just can't slow down
And there you go boy, it was way too soon
You weren't content
So you just fucked up didn't you
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I'll keep it smoking till it tastes like rum
There you go boy
You can't just run
Cuz they're coming after you
Ooh ooh
On the news
Whatever happened to you
Ooh ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Mcnillan, Jackson Mendonca, Luca Del Mar
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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