Try To Get Away
Dark
Eyes on the floor
Mine are on the door
Oh god, I guess that's her
Blonde
That's what you like
Dyed my hair last night
Oh god, mom was right
Hands are heavy
Pockets full
My mind unsteady
No free will
I know you wanna try again
Oh oh
(Oh oh)
Text me "meet outside in ten" and
We'll have fun and we'll pretend so
I can touch your skin again
Oh oh
Stay
You can't look away
It's your favourite game
Try to get away
Wait
What's the hurry babe
Driving you insane
Try to get away
Leave
Don't stay the night
Holding me so tight
My god, I can't fight
Days
Between our eyes
See some other guys
My god, 'least I tried
Hands are heavy
Pockets full
My mind unsteady
No free will
I wanna try you on again
Oh oh
(Oh oh)
Text me "meet outside in ten" and
We'll have fun and we'll pretend so
I can touch your skin again
Oh oh
(Oh oh oh)
Stay
You can't look away
It's your favourite game
Try to get away
Wait
What's the hurry babe
Driving you insane
Try to get away
Oh, to get away
(Fuck)
That's not how you play your favourite game
Hate
That look on your face
Begging me to stay
Try to get away
(Oh no, not again)
(You can't look away)
(It's your favourite game)
(Try to get away)
Eyes on the floor
Mine are on the door
Oh god, I guess that's her
Blonde
That's what you like
Dyed my hair last night
Oh god, mom was right
Hands are heavy
Pockets full
My mind unsteady
No free will
I know you wanna try again
Oh oh
(Oh oh)
Text me "meet outside in ten" and
We'll have fun and we'll pretend so
I can touch your skin again
Oh oh
Stay
You can't look away
It's your favourite game
Try to get away
Wait
What's the hurry babe
Driving you insane
Try to get away
Leave
Don't stay the night
Holding me so tight
My god, I can't fight
Days
Between our eyes
See some other guys
My god, 'least I tried
Hands are heavy
Pockets full
My mind unsteady
No free will
I wanna try you on again
Oh oh
(Oh oh)
Text me "meet outside in ten" and
We'll have fun and we'll pretend so
I can touch your skin again
Oh oh
(Oh oh oh)
Stay
You can't look away
It's your favourite game
Try to get away
Wait
What's the hurry babe
Driving you insane
Try to get away
Oh, to get away
(Fuck)
That's not how you play your favourite game
Hate
That look on your face
Begging me to stay
Try to get away
(Oh no, not again)
(You can't look away)
(It's your favourite game)
(Try to get away)
Credits
Writer(s): Buron Tim, Button Carlyn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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