Let The Good Times In

You've been sitting lonely wondering
About the things to come when the love is gone
And I've been overhearing rumors about you
I don't wanna know, do I wanna know?

We've been hiding in your hideout
Barely conscious of what the outside knows
I'm gonna keep on drowning in your eyes
Until you fall asleep, am I in too deep?

You got a diamond cut and there's blood on my sheets
I want to shake it, shake it up, put my heart on the sleep
And now the embers on fire, and we're back in the bed
Let the good times come, let the good times in
It's such an empty word, and I'm sick of the game
I feel your PTSD and it's coming my way
The more you want to follow me, the less I'm ready to get
Let the good times come, let the good times in

Driving down to Mexico
To get away from you, for a night or two
You said I lost my case, (let me go) then you kissed my face
It's hard to stay just friends on the weekends

I've been upsetting you from far away, and I know
That I've been overthinking what to say
You gotta tell me, tell me, tell me what I don't understand
Shut me up, tear me down, no I won't turn around

You got a diamond cut and there's blood on my sheets
I want to shake it, shake it up, put my heart on the sleep
And now the embers on fire, and we're back in the bed
Let the good times come, let the good times in
It's such an empty word, and I'm sick of the game
I feel your PTSD and it's coming my way
The more you want to follow me, the less I'm ready to get
Let the good times come, let the good times in

Let the good times come, let the good times in

It's such an empty word, and I'm sick of the game
I feel your PTSD and it's coming my way
The more you want to follow me, the less I'm ready to get
Let the good times come, let the good times in



Credits
Writer(s): Povel Olsson, David Larson, Jonas Ivar Jurstrom, Filip Bekic, Magnus Robert Nilsson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link