Instant Stream Lyrics & Chords By Dad Punchers
We will never ever go out on the weekends, just embrace each other to Netflix, and if that's sorry, baby I'm sorry to you
We'll never answer phone calls from our
best friends, everyone else is just excessive, and if that's healthy, baby I'm unhealthy to you
You wanna pack it all and run, and while that sounds like fun, I'd rather sleep alone in my own bed tonight
Because I don't run on love or affection,
run on the tasks Ive been given to do
You're afraid of sex and everything is
second best and you haven't figured out how to be affectionate, I know, it gets confusing.
What's the point in pets? You get attache
and they die, you get bummed and it make
you realize that this is temporary
What you make won't mean anything next
year, it's temporary.
