[Example] Can I remix you? [Kate] No [Example] Do you know what it will do for my career? [Kate] You know what it will do for mine? [Verse 1] Face-to
BBQ food is good You invite me out to eat it, I should... Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous And not quite myself So I'm running late on purpose And
I just love you more I just love you more I just love you more than anything I just love you more I just love you more I just love you more than
You've come so far Well done darling We knew that you had it in you You can do anything that you want World is an oyster, don?t disappoint us, ta! Now
I feel worried that my brain is just a fool in your sick game So I will never open my heart I try to express how I feel But it changes every day and so
I've got a secret I can't tell you I've got a secret I can't tell you I've got a secret I can't tell you I've got a secret I can't tell you You would
Everybody thinks that girl's so fine Everybody's like "I'll make her mine." Everyone thinks she's a bit of alright But I think that she's not so nice.
I fancy the hip rock 'n' roll scenester I wanna be fucked and then rolled over Cause I'm an independent woman of the 21st century No time for knits, I
That girl is giving you the eye, and I and I and I Don't like it how she makes you laugh so much How when you're talking, that you touch She's instantly
How could you let her touch you in a place you didn't want touched? How could you let her get so close to you That she could kiss your neck and kiss it
That boy behind the curtain was no one that I trusted I didn't like his face I didn't think he was cute But I kissed him just to get some information
I hate seagulls And I hate being sick I hate burning my finger on the toaster And I hate knits I hate falling over I hate grazing my knee I hate picking
Picked you out my pocket and you fell into the road you asked me if i'd make it better asked me if we could grow old together But you don't mean a thing
This is my face, covered in freckles with an occasional spot and some veins. This is my body, covered in skin, and not all of it you can see And, this
Thursday night, everything's fine, Except you've got that look in your eyes, when I'm telling a story And you find it boring your thinking of something
You used to be so far away Now i can almost touch I can taste tha metal Feel the gun in my mouth Who will change my life? How can i trust? Who will break
Why are you being a dick head for? Stop being a dick head. Why are you being a dick head for? You're just fucking up situations. Why are you being a
Simply, knowing you exist aint good enough for me But asking for your telephone number seems highly inappropriate Seeing as I can't You don't say hi
