Wish You Were Dead
Can you come around, fuck me nice
Pull my hair, sing me lullabies?
And we can pretend that we're in love
When you come around, I'll wear red
I'll forget all the awful things you've ever said
And, oh, we can pretend that we're in love
We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
The next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
But then you come around at 10pm
We watch TV, we break the bed
And we can pretend that we're in love
We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
The next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
You'll come around, fuck me nice
Pull my hair, sing me lullabies
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
And next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
Pull my hair, sing me lullabies?
And we can pretend that we're in love
When you come around, I'll wear red
I'll forget all the awful things you've ever said
And, oh, we can pretend that we're in love
We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
The next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
But then you come around at 10pm
We watch TV, we break the bed
And we can pretend that we're in love
We can pretend that we're in love
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
The next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
You'll come around, fuck me nice
Pull my hair, sing me lullabies
Until I throw a punch, you call me a cunt
And that tips me over the edge
Ah, you throw my phone out the window
And next thing the neighbour says she's calling the feds
And I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead for a sec
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
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Writer(s): Lola Young, William Brown, Conor Dickinson, Jared Solomon, Matthew David Zara
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