Serious

Moved to the city, kept myself busy making money
Chasing dreams like a junky, feeling pretty lonely
A common hazard of the LA territory

Hard knock life taught me not to need anybody
Hold my aces close, I don't believe, we just get lucky
It could be tricky trying to fit you in this story (oh-oh, oh-oh)

You make me feel like a fool
Cause you make me break all my rules (you make me break all)

A goodbye on the tip of my tongue
I've got my shoes tied and i'm ready to run
But I Keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)

One foot out the door, one hand on the gun
I make my escape before it's even begun
But I keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)

See the neon lights in your eyes, stop looking at me
You think you've got me figured out, this is not a movie
I've spent my life building walls, you won't break them
Trust me (oh-oh, oh-oh)

You make me feel like a fool
Cause you make me break all my rules

A goodbye on the tip of my tongue
I've got my shoes tied and i'm ready to run
But I keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)

One foot out the door, one hand on the gun
I make my escape before it's even begun
But I keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)

I like your more than I like to admit
It's not a big deal, maybe it is
I like you more than I like to admit
It's not a big deal, maybe it is
Serious

A goodbye on the tip of my tongue
I've got my shoes tied and i'm ready to run
But I keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)

One foot out the door, one hand on the gun
I make my escape before it's even begun
But I keep coming back this must be serious
Serious, serious (oh-oh, oh-oh)



Credits
Writer(s): Sivert Hagtvet, Madilyn Wold, Lieuwe Roonder, Bard Mathias
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