
Like I Do Tom MacDonald
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[Intro]
There it go, uh
She's gone cold again
Light it up
Tonight she's with a friend
Cause I don't know what else I could've said
Well I do, but I don't care to say that
[Chorus]
You don't understand girl, I'm the fucking man girl
And you don't understand girl, no one's ever loved you like I do
[Verse 1]
Tonight I feel like drowning in the rosé
Coldplay comin' out the speakers in the kitchen and the hallway
Spanish girls in the cut, I call them Jose
But I ain't married to my art, I cut the bouquet
Foreign labels on the side of unfamiliar bottles ordered at a private club, thе devil wore Prada too
We'll bе up all night and passin' out at noon, then wakin' up just in time to make round two
And if I miss it because I sleep in, the weekend is right around the corner
Light a swisher, keep the lights dim
And don't remind me that she didn't come home or return any calls that I made to her phone while she was out
I'm chillin' tryna keep myself distracted with some black and white photographs that feel so nostalgic
I'm playin' myself, can't believe it lasted this long
And I will watch her leave until it's gone
There it go, uh
She's gone cold again
Light it up
Tonight she's with a friend
Cause I don't know what else I could've said
Well I do, but I don't care to say that
[Chorus]
You don't understand girl, I'm the fucking man girl
And you don't understand girl, no one's ever loved you like I do
[Verse 1]
Tonight I feel like drowning in the rosé
Coldplay comin' out the speakers in the kitchen and the hallway
Spanish girls in the cut, I call them Jose
But I ain't married to my art, I cut the bouquet
Foreign labels on the side of unfamiliar bottles ordered at a private club, thе devil wore Prada too
We'll bе up all night and passin' out at noon, then wakin' up just in time to make round two
And if I miss it because I sleep in, the weekend is right around the corner
Light a swisher, keep the lights dim
And don't remind me that she didn't come home or return any calls that I made to her phone while she was out
I'm chillin' tryna keep myself distracted with some black and white photographs that feel so nostalgic
I'm playin' myself, can't believe it lasted this long
And I will watch her leave until it's gone
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