Nightgowns Tom Misch (Ft. Loyle Carner)

[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
There was something 'bout her face
Something 'bout the way that they would taste
Little lips after slipping everything she shouldn't say
Saying everything that couldn't wait
Saying wouldn't it be great
A little bait heard a little late
Years of trying me, finally, im a slip her on a date
Saying wait, the day will break
Trying to play it straight
But she was saying wake me up at eight
Now im talking late
Jack way back when I get eczema on my elbows
Before she found shelter in the shell-toes
We felt those, lows
That Heaven in the hell holes
Waiting for a situation saying we should quell those feelings
We're feeling, cause I don't get no ease in the evening
Release when I'm dreaming
And she would say she can't believe what she's reading
Cause everything I write has been misleading, she needs him

[Chorus: Tom Misch & Loyle Carner]
She needs him
Uh-uh, she needs him
She needs him
Uh-uh, she needs him
She needs him
Uh-uh, she needs him
She needs him