Good Books
I know
That you push me away
And you got better things to be doing
Than making my day
And I know, I know
Life can be hard
But you didn't need to scream in my face when parking
Your dumb little car
And I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed
And you laughed in my face and said, "What the hell do you mean?"
And I just wanna be your favourite priority
But I'll never be, I'll never be and
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books
But you don't read, so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
While I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay in your good books
So, next time, keep that in my mind
Keep that in my mind
Keep that in my mind, mind, mind, mind
Keep that in my mind
You broke my heart
And then my phone
And you're passive-aggressive, 'cause you can't learn a lesson
You ain't been told, so that's my bad and that's my fault, and I
I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed
And you laughed in my face, said, "What the hell do you mean?"
And I just wanna be your favourite priority
But I'll never be, I'll never be, and
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books
But you don't read, so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay in your good books
So, next time, just keep that in my mind
Can you keep it in, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?
Can, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?
Keep me in, can you keep me in your mind?
Can you keep it in your mind?
And, oh, you make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books (oh)
But you don't read (you don't even read), so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay (to stay) in your good books
So, next time (next time), just keep that in my mind
That you push me away
And you got better things to be doing
Than making my day
And I know, I know
Life can be hard
But you didn't need to scream in my face when parking
Your dumb little car
And I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed
And you laughed in my face and said, "What the hell do you mean?"
And I just wanna be your favourite priority
But I'll never be, I'll never be and
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books
But you don't read, so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
While I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay in your good books
So, next time, keep that in my mind
Keep that in my mind
Keep that in my mind, mind, mind, mind
Keep that in my mind
You broke my heart
And then my phone
And you're passive-aggressive, 'cause you can't learn a lesson
You ain't been told, so that's my bad and that's my fault, and I
I gave you an ultimatum, it's me or the weed
And you laughed in my face, said, "What the hell do you mean?"
And I just wanna be your favourite priority
But I'll never be, I'll never be, and
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books
But you don't read, so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay in your good books
So, next time, just keep that in my mind
Can you keep it in, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?
Can, can you keep it in, can you keep it in your mind?
Keep me in, can you keep me in your mind?
Can you keep it in your mind?
And, oh, you make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left, say you're not that kind of guy
I work hard to stay in your good books (oh)
But you don't read (you don't even read), so why do I try?
You make it hard to see beneath the rubble
But I shovel that shit to the left instead of sleeping at night
I work hard to stay (to stay) in your good books
So, next time (next time), just keep that in my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Lang, Josiah Sherman, Jared Solomon, William Brown, Conor Luke Dickinson, Lola Emily Mary Young
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