Foolmuse
Could I be a muse
Or something of use
So won't you save me
Won't you keep me like no-one you knew
All those years
I was a glove
And you knew it
Smiled when they said something stupid
If you ever want to confess
What goes on in your head
Nothing I can't guess
Nothing really new, I bet
Not trying to be a creep
Or be obtuse
But you can use me
Hit and abuse me
And I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
And if you're done
Living in your house of mirrors
Oh won't you unplug
Sitting by my fire
You hope it
Don't seem too late
Cause everything you love I hate
But no matter what
It's never gonna be too late
Cause you make me happy
You make me so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
Yeah, you make me happy
You make me so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
And cause I'm not a fool
But something new to you that keeps you guessing
Ain't no telling what I'd do for you
All those years
You were adrift and you knew it
Trying to sell what life ain't give yet
Next time I'm in your head
Better lie down, play dead
There's nothing left to guess
When none of you is left
Not trying to be a creep
Or be obtuse
But you can use me
Hit and abuse me and
And I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
Yeah I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
I want you so bad
Or something of use
So won't you save me
Won't you keep me like no-one you knew
All those years
I was a glove
And you knew it
Smiled when they said something stupid
If you ever want to confess
What goes on in your head
Nothing I can't guess
Nothing really new, I bet
Not trying to be a creep
Or be obtuse
But you can use me
Hit and abuse me
And I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
And if you're done
Living in your house of mirrors
Oh won't you unplug
Sitting by my fire
You hope it
Don't seem too late
Cause everything you love I hate
But no matter what
It's never gonna be too late
Cause you make me happy
You make me so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
Yeah, you make me happy
You make me so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
And cause I'm not a fool
But something new to you that keeps you guessing
Ain't no telling what I'd do for you
All those years
You were adrift and you knew it
Trying to sell what life ain't give yet
Next time I'm in your head
Better lie down, play dead
There's nothing left to guess
When none of you is left
Not trying to be a creep
Or be obtuse
But you can use me
Hit and abuse me and
And I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
Yeah I'll make you happy
I'll make you so glad
That you're my baby
I want you so bad
I want you so bad
Credits
Writer(s): Dhruv Bhola, Karan Singh, Kartik Pillai, Rohit Gupta
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