The Bongo Song
The light sneaks in from under the door
I don't know where I am but I've been here before
I found a message on the table and it's signed by you
It says, "I'm sorry for your loss. There's not much I could do"
And when they ask, "How long has he been this way?"
Say, "Not that long, just a couple of days"
But you and I know that that's not true
I've been living this way since the day I met you
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself turning blue, ooh-ooh
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself dying for you
Dying for you
Dying for you
Dying for you
If I don't leave now then I'll be late
But if I show up on time you'll call me fake
And don't give me shit, I put my money in
I thought that I'd be late, where the fuck have you been?
And what we had could not last long
But the memories flood back when I sing this song
I want back everything I ever gave
And when they ask where I am
Say, "Digging his grave"
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself turning blue, ooh-ooh
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself dying for
I could see myself dying for
I could see myself dying for you (oh)
Dying for you
I don't know where I am but I've been here before
I found a message on the table and it's signed by you
It says, "I'm sorry for your loss. There's not much I could do"
And when they ask, "How long has he been this way?"
Say, "Not that long, just a couple of days"
But you and I know that that's not true
I've been living this way since the day I met you
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself turning blue, ooh-ooh
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself dying for you
Dying for you
Dying for you
Dying for you
If I don't leave now then I'll be late
But if I show up on time you'll call me fake
And don't give me shit, I put my money in
I thought that I'd be late, where the fuck have you been?
And what we had could not last long
But the memories flood back when I sing this song
I want back everything I ever gave
And when they ask where I am
Say, "Digging his grave"
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself turning blue, ooh-ooh
And I could see myself never fully recovering
And I could see myself dying for
I could see myself dying for
I could see myself dying for you (oh)
Dying for you
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Writer(s): Mathew Uychich, Brian Sella
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