Got Weird
Table for two, that's all sorted
I played the man, and you bought it
We'll talk over glass, like I own it
Give me an inch, I'll postpone it
So take a deep breath, a big stretch, baby
It'll feel like a movie (maybe)
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God, I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood
Yeah, I date like Walmart, bootleg class bitch
Any chips or nuts for the hostage
So what the f- did I miss?
Why the f- did we kiss? (Hey!)
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out (yeah)
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird
Babe, what's the deal, do you like me?
Why do karma and girls love to bite me?
I still wait for that pressure to ripen
Guess "hot goddamn mess" is your type then
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God, I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood
Yeah, just sit there, tell me I'm attractive
Is she a date or a captive?
And I don't know why
Makin' out just made me cry (hey!)
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out (I got shit to figure out)
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird
I won't get weird
Oh, call me up again, I won't get weird
No one told me
'Cause I stumbled
Where's the reference?
(Hmm)
That's the old me
God forgive her
Hyped it up
Through a dream
Held your hand
Suppressed a scream
Oh baby, please believe me
Let's not make it deeper than it needs to be
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about (why we made out)
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out (I got shit to figure out)
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again
I won't get weird
I played the man, and you bought it
We'll talk over glass, like I own it
Give me an inch, I'll postpone it
So take a deep breath, a big stretch, baby
It'll feel like a movie (maybe)
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God, I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood
Yeah, I date like Walmart, bootleg class bitch
Any chips or nuts for the hostage
So what the f- did I miss?
Why the f- did we kiss? (Hey!)
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out (yeah)
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird
Babe, what's the deal, do you like me?
Why do karma and girls love to bite me?
I still wait for that pressure to ripen
Guess "hot goddamn mess" is your type then
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God, I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood
Yeah, just sit there, tell me I'm attractive
Is she a date or a captive?
And I don't know why
Makin' out just made me cry (hey!)
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out (I got shit to figure out)
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird
I won't get weird
Oh, call me up again, I won't get weird
No one told me
'Cause I stumbled
Where's the reference?
(Hmm)
That's the old me
God forgive her
Hyped it up
Through a dream
Held your hand
Suppressed a scream
Oh baby, please believe me
Let's not make it deeper than it needs to be
I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about (why we made out)
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly, I've got shit to figure out (I got shit to figure out)
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again
I won't get weird
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Writer(s): Peter Miles, Dorothy Clark
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