Seattle Twink
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
I know I wrecked your car and fucked your best friend
That doesn't mean that I'm a bad person
I know I scream my ex's name during sex
I'm sorry, you just kind of look like them
Sure I'm an asshole, not my fault that I'm like this
You don't exactly check every mark that's on my list
Painting me to be the bad guy so, now I'm Billie Eilish
You can tell me that I'm trash, but we both know that you like it
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And you'll find no one who can do it like mwah, sir
Except for at a Carly Rae Jepsen concert
'Cause I can walk the mile in the rain, or the frost, or it's hot
When the smoke floats all over the block
And I show up to the scene smelling like molly and weed
Can't find the bathroom at the party so in bottles I pee
Tell the bartender that I'm fine so that he thinks I'm 19
It's not a failure or a flaw, boy, it's a fucking disease
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
Sometimes I feel I'm too much to take
It's like I'll never find my fucking place
No one can tolerate me or communicate with me
Golden days slipping far away from me
And I'm always gonna be the mess of fate that I am
I just hope that you can find a way to understand
Why I can't leave and why I can't stay
Why I can't be what you're needing
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
Hey yeah, hey yeah
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink (hey, yeah)
La la la la
La la la la
I know I wrecked your car and fucked your best friend
That doesn't mean that I'm a bad person
I know I scream my ex's name during sex
I'm sorry, you just kind of look like them
Sure I'm an asshole, not my fault that I'm like this
You don't exactly check every mark that's on my list
Painting me to be the bad guy so, now I'm Billie Eilish
You can tell me that I'm trash, but we both know that you like it
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And you'll find no one who can do it like mwah, sir
Except for at a Carly Rae Jepsen concert
'Cause I can walk the mile in the rain, or the frost, or it's hot
When the smoke floats all over the block
And I show up to the scene smelling like molly and weed
Can't find the bathroom at the party so in bottles I pee
Tell the bartender that I'm fine so that he thinks I'm 19
It's not a failure or a flaw, boy, it's a fucking disease
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
Sometimes I feel I'm too much to take
It's like I'll never find my fucking place
No one can tolerate me or communicate with me
Golden days slipping far away from me
And I'm always gonna be the mess of fate that I am
I just hope that you can find a way to understand
Why I can't leave and why I can't stay
Why I can't be what you're needing
So baby, don't get mad at me
Don't wind up my battery
You're the plate that shatters me
And I'm like the catastrophe
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
And I can't help it if I'm selfish (la la la la)
Sure I'm a hell, but I'm embellished (la la la la)
Baby, don't get mad at me
There's no need to battle me
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink
Hey yeah, hey yeah
It's in my anatomy
I'm just a Seattle Twink (hey, yeah)
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