It's Just the End of the World
Up all night
Up all night
I think I left the stove on, fuck it right
It's cold let's put some coats on, hold me tight
Hold me tight
Look how far I came, I'm not interested in melancholy
No more of the same, I don't care to be just anybody
A few opinions on my name, at least two takes on my hobbies
Take that old picture out the frame, cause I am not a photo copy
You can try but there ain't shit here that can stop me
Call me Clyde because I fell in love with Bonnie
Hours go by and she left scratches on my body
I swear I can't do no more L.A. parties
Chin up, kid
It's just the end of the world
And we're dying, yeah we're dying to save it
Give up, kid
Say goodbye to the girl
And don't you lay where your grave is
And if we keep this tempo
I can let my friends know
But they know what I don't
Love can be a blindfold
And I meant to call home
But Bonnie broke my phone
Then I crashed into that pole
Found out though that the fault's my own
When I was still a stones throw away from getting sold
She said she'd still stay close no matter where we go
You can try but there ain't shit here that can stop me
Call me Clyde because I fell in love with Bonnie
Hours go by and she left scratches on my body
I swear I can't do no more L.A. parties
Chin up, kid
It's just the end of the world
And we're dying, yeah we're dying to save it
Give up, kid
Say goodbye to the girl
And don't you lay where your grave is
Up all night
I think I left the stove on, fuck it right
It's cold let's put some coats on, hold me tight
Hold me tight
Look how far I came, I'm not interested in melancholy
No more of the same, I don't care to be just anybody
A few opinions on my name, at least two takes on my hobbies
Take that old picture out the frame, cause I am not a photo copy
You can try but there ain't shit here that can stop me
Call me Clyde because I fell in love with Bonnie
Hours go by and she left scratches on my body
I swear I can't do no more L.A. parties
Chin up, kid
It's just the end of the world
And we're dying, yeah we're dying to save it
Give up, kid
Say goodbye to the girl
And don't you lay where your grave is
And if we keep this tempo
I can let my friends know
But they know what I don't
Love can be a blindfold
And I meant to call home
But Bonnie broke my phone
Then I crashed into that pole
Found out though that the fault's my own
When I was still a stones throw away from getting sold
She said she'd still stay close no matter where we go
You can try but there ain't shit here that can stop me
Call me Clyde because I fell in love with Bonnie
Hours go by and she left scratches on my body
I swear I can't do no more L.A. parties
Chin up, kid
It's just the end of the world
And we're dying, yeah we're dying to save it
Give up, kid
Say goodbye to the girl
And don't you lay where your grave is
Credits
Writer(s): John Mcclelland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.