Still take you home

Well It's ever so funny
Cos' I don't think you're special I don't think you're cool
you're probably alright
But under these lights you look beautiful
And I'm struggling
I can't see through your fake tan
Oh ya know it for a fact
That everybody's eating outta your hand

What do you know?
Oh you know nothing!
But I'll still take you home
Yeah, I'll still take you home
What do you know?
Oh you don't know nothing!

Fancy seeing you in here
You're all tarted up, and you don't look the same
I haven't seen you since last year
Yeah I'm suprised you hadn't forgotten my name
But you know it
Yeah you knew it all along
Oh you say you have forgotten
But you're fibbin', oh don't tell me I'm wrong

What do you know?
Oh you know nothing!
But I'll still take you home
Yeah, I'll still take you home
What do you know?
Oh you don't know nothing, no!

Woaah...

Yeah, so what do you know?
Oh you know nothing, no!
But I'll still take you home
Yeah, I'll still take you home
Yes, so what do you know?
Oh you know nothing, no!

I fancy you with a passion
You're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too
You're a fan you're a fashion
And i'm havin a job trying to talk to you
But it's alright, put it all on one-side
And everybody's looking
You got control of everyone's eyes
Including mine

Takin' about a wall

Las paredes no se callan, pero tampoco hablan. La mía pareciera que sonríe cuando le cuelgo un nuevo dibujo, aunque a veces se le da por enojarse y de su rabieta despega cada cartelito, y bueno, yo espero a que se le pase el enojo así vuelvo a colgar uno por uno (los que encuentro). Alguna vez me la abré agarrado con ella por culpas ajenas y las piñas que recibió por suerte no la aboyaron.
Somos felices en verano, porque está fría y me gusta estirar las piernas contra ella aprovechando a ceder mi calor corporal contra ella. En invierno solo la miro, porque si me apoyo mucho puede que me enferme, pero por suerte no tiene humedad como su vecina, esa donde está el equipito y el escritorio con los estantes llenos de libros.
Me gustaría saber que dirá ella de mi, porque siempre estuvo y creo que siempre estará ahí, tan rigida.








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We got no rules

We got no sense

But I got you

And you got me,
my Best friend