They Wouldn't Let Me In

I couldn't get into the bar or the church
Or the backseat of your mother's car
The club or the bus or the band where no one plays guitar
The dance at your school
Or the change rooms at the swimming pool
The haunted house down the street
That all those people died in

They wouldn't let me in
Why don't you let me in

I couldn't get into the party at the warehouse
That's gonna be teared down
The rides that are death traps at the county fairground
The boat on the way to the island where we used to stay
Or even in your springy bed where I used to rest my head

You wouldn't let me in
Why don't you let me in
C'mon just let me in
Why don't you just fucking let me in

They put me outside
They left me outside
What keeps you warm at night
It keeps me outside
But you're still watching me from the inside
What keeps you warm at night
It what keeps me outside

I couldn't get into the group chat, mind map
The class on all the yoga mats
The swing of things, Burger King, not that I ever wanted that
The landing page, the new age, the single light on center stage
The sleepover, blood donor, is it ever really over

They wouldn't let me in
C'mon just let me in

I couldn't get into the threesome
The foursome, the fivesome, the sixsome
The threesome, the foursome, the fivesome, the sixsome
The threesome, the foursome, the fivesome, the sixsome
The threesome, the foursome, the fivesome, the sixsome

They put me outside
They left me outside
What keeps you warm at night
It keeps me outside
But you're still watching me from the inside
What keeps you warm at night
It what keeps me outside



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Collins, Alexandra Lahey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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