Lyrics

I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan I'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite at your end of the phone So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone 'Cause I am dying 'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own I'm fine, borderline, so bad it hurts Think fast with your money 'cause it can't get much worse I get told that I'm far too old for number one perks But it's well worth trying I'm good, and the neighborhood can play a big part I bought this for a thought, for a kiss, for a tale of a broken heart I guess we are a thing gonna him, gonna him, but they think there's a start That leaves me crying 'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan I'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite at your end of the phone So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone 'Cause I am dying 'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own We were only living our separate lives Except we do the same things at the same times I kept to the moral guidelines that you set For now I'll step towards my leader and disguise our lies like I'm king set Like I'm king set Like I'm king set Like I'm king set I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan I'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite at your end of the phone So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone 'Cause I am dying 'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own
Writer(s): Declan Mckenna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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