Her and Her Friend
I think it's funny how you could find yourself alone
With someone else in an ideal situation
Without a shred of good intentions between ya
Much less a decent explanation
I couldn't tell you why she summoned me
Sometimes you get lucky
They think that you were someone else
I can't remember what she said
Was she trying to tell me something or talking to herself?
Go upstairs, don't close the door
Why don't you give her what she's asking for?
Spill the drink onto the bed
That's just between her and her friend
But it made it hard to sleep 'til her head felt even worse
And I hope that she felt miserable when it was time to go to work
Her and her friend just did it as revenge
So, any excess pain you feel isn't any consequence
But don't feel bad 'cause you didn't stand a chance
You can make it a hasty exit, that's how they handle it in France
Little consolation, even if you always knew it
So any nasty things I say are purely therapeutic
Go upstairs, don't close the door
Why don't you give her what she's asking for?
Spill the drink onto the bed
That's just between her and her friend
Close the door, leave on the light
And kiss her for a little while
The liquor soaked into the sheets
She said, "It's getting late, you'd better leave"
I'm not budging until you tell me why
Please, go
Not until you can look me straight in the eye and tell me you want me to
Go away and never come back again
Go-Go-Go away, please, go away
Go-Go away, please, go-go-go-go away
Go away, go away, please
With someone else in an ideal situation
Without a shred of good intentions between ya
Much less a decent explanation
I couldn't tell you why she summoned me
Sometimes you get lucky
They think that you were someone else
I can't remember what she said
Was she trying to tell me something or talking to herself?
Go upstairs, don't close the door
Why don't you give her what she's asking for?
Spill the drink onto the bed
That's just between her and her friend
But it made it hard to sleep 'til her head felt even worse
And I hope that she felt miserable when it was time to go to work
Her and her friend just did it as revenge
So, any excess pain you feel isn't any consequence
But don't feel bad 'cause you didn't stand a chance
You can make it a hasty exit, that's how they handle it in France
Little consolation, even if you always knew it
So any nasty things I say are purely therapeutic
Go upstairs, don't close the door
Why don't you give her what she's asking for?
Spill the drink onto the bed
That's just between her and her friend
Close the door, leave on the light
And kiss her for a little while
The liquor soaked into the sheets
She said, "It's getting late, you'd better leave"
I'm not budging until you tell me why
Please, go
Not until you can look me straight in the eye and tell me you want me to
Go away and never come back again
Go-Go-Go away, please, go away
Go-Go away, please, go-go-go-go away
Go away, go away, please
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Writer(s): Bradley Petering
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