Faultlines
Your neat suit really compliments your messy hair
A dirty blonde, with a vendetta for the curls you wear
And your date's probably making out with her new boyfriend somewhere
You couldn't care
And you're singing a rap song that I've never heard
While I stick with my friends in the outskirts
Half of them are into you and the others have bad taste
They don't have a clue about my ready blade
But I don't think I'm infatuated
I just think that I'm bored
That's what my head said
But my heart's not quite in accord
I'm building on a faultline
And praying it stays fortified
Why does everybody have to think that you're a gold mine
And now it's 1 am and I'm talking with my friends
They bring you up
One of them won't shut up about how you're so hot
I mean I agree
But I won't say anything
Cause I don't think I'm infatuated
I just think that I'm bored
That's what my head said
My heart's not quite in accord
I'm building on a faultline
And praying it stays fortified
Why does everybody have to think that you're a gold mine
I like the way you act like you're stoned
When you're just having fun
And I like the way you don't hold back on what you say
Hell, I like the way you say my name
And I hate that dancing around falling is like gunplay, gunplay, gunplay
Cause I don't think I'm infatuated
I know I'm bored
Or maybe I'm just trying to avoid thoughts I could abhor
Building on a faultline
Knowing it won't stay fortified
Maybe I just hate that no one's mine.
A dirty blonde, with a vendetta for the curls you wear
And your date's probably making out with her new boyfriend somewhere
You couldn't care
And you're singing a rap song that I've never heard
While I stick with my friends in the outskirts
Half of them are into you and the others have bad taste
They don't have a clue about my ready blade
But I don't think I'm infatuated
I just think that I'm bored
That's what my head said
But my heart's not quite in accord
I'm building on a faultline
And praying it stays fortified
Why does everybody have to think that you're a gold mine
And now it's 1 am and I'm talking with my friends
They bring you up
One of them won't shut up about how you're so hot
I mean I agree
But I won't say anything
Cause I don't think I'm infatuated
I just think that I'm bored
That's what my head said
My heart's not quite in accord
I'm building on a faultline
And praying it stays fortified
Why does everybody have to think that you're a gold mine
I like the way you act like you're stoned
When you're just having fun
And I like the way you don't hold back on what you say
Hell, I like the way you say my name
And I hate that dancing around falling is like gunplay, gunplay, gunplay
Cause I don't think I'm infatuated
I know I'm bored
Or maybe I'm just trying to avoid thoughts I could abhor
Building on a faultline
Knowing it won't stay fortified
Maybe I just hate that no one's mine.
Credits
Writer(s): Sophie Burford
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