Don't Tell Our Friends About Me
The older I am, the wiser I'm not
And I felt ashamed of how angry I got
I know I was not getting my message across
I know you can't stand it when that's how I talk
When I summon a duel or when I brandish a thought
I was wrong to turn honesty against you
And sure, some of them could use a good talk
But babe, don't tell all our friends about me
Please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
I could sleep on the couch if you want me to
Or I can be a good dog and just sit with you
Do whatever it is that you ask me to do
'Til you forgive me and I forgive you
Yeah, I know you got the beating but I caught a few
Frankly, I don't know what else I can confess to you
Lovers may quarrel and spar sometimes
But babe, don't tell all our friends about me
Please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
But please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
You said we just needed some time to adjust
These forty-eight hours, three weeks and two months
Hummingbirds hum and workerbees buzz
You put too much confidence in the people you trust
All the enemies and friends, they'll all tend to judge
And I'll write songs that'll help me deal with issues
And sure, some people may hear too much
But babe, don't tell all our friends about us
You know it makes them talk too much
So please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
(All your friends aren't my friends anymore)
Please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
Yes, I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
But please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
And I felt ashamed of how angry I got
I know I was not getting my message across
I know you can't stand it when that's how I talk
When I summon a duel or when I brandish a thought
I was wrong to turn honesty against you
And sure, some of them could use a good talk
But babe, don't tell all our friends about me
Please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
I could sleep on the couch if you want me to
Or I can be a good dog and just sit with you
Do whatever it is that you ask me to do
'Til you forgive me and I forgive you
Yeah, I know you got the beating but I caught a few
Frankly, I don't know what else I can confess to you
Lovers may quarrel and spar sometimes
But babe, don't tell all our friends about me
Please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
But please, baby, don't tell our friends about me
You said we just needed some time to adjust
These forty-eight hours, three weeks and two months
Hummingbirds hum and workerbees buzz
You put too much confidence in the people you trust
All the enemies and friends, they'll all tend to judge
And I'll write songs that'll help me deal with issues
And sure, some people may hear too much
But babe, don't tell all our friends about us
You know it makes them talk too much
So please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
(All your friends aren't my friends anymore)
Please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
Yes, I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
I know I fucked up, I know I fucked up,
But please, baby, don't tell all our friends about me
Credits
Writer(s): Blake Mills
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