My Turn

Best shoes on, smelling nice
Got you pretty flowers just as a little surprise
And my palms sweaty, going through my lines
(For a fucking hundred times)

I'm outside of the bar that you really like
And it's getting kinda late, but I don't mind
Oh, I couldn't be mad even if I tried
'Cause I really wanna make you mine

Oh, I've been waiting for so long (so long)
So sick of being on my own

When is it my, is it my turn?
When is it my, is it my turn?
Don't need more complications, no lessons to learn
I'm venting my frustrations, I'm stuck getting burned
When is it my, is it my turn?

Uh

Now you're pulling up in the back of a cab
And I see that you are with another lad
It was supposed to be just us, so what the fuck is that?

Now my stomach is sick, and my food got no taste
And my blood's boiling hot as he touches her waist
And I'm getting so mad, can't he just go away?

Don't you know I've been waiting for so long (so long)?
Why does it always go all wrong?

When is it my, is it my turn?
When is it my, is it my turn?
Don't need more complications, no lessons to learn
I'm venting my frustrations, I'm stuck getting burned
When is it my, is it my turn?
When is it my turn?

(I'm watching everybody win the lottery, lottery)
(Waiting for the triple eight to call)
I just wanted you to fall in love with me, love with me
When is it my turn?

When is it my, is it my turn?
When is it my, is it my turn?
Don't need more complications, no lessons to learn
I'm venting my frustrations, I'm stuck getting burned
When is it my, is it my turn?
When is it my turn?



Credits
Writer(s): Dominik Felsmann, Henri Purnell, Sophie Hertenstein
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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