BUICK Songtext
von Raffaella
BUICK Songtext
You told me you miss me and you think I′m inconsiderate
And you're dating a new girl who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume
Wasn′t it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don′t really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don′t say what's on your mind
′Cause I don't wanna know
Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I′m admitting it?
We drop off the rental and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you money or are you mad I didn't mention it?
Dunno what you wanted but I know I couldn′t give you it
But wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don′t really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don′t really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what′s on your mind
'Cause I don′t wanna know
'Cause I don′t wanna know
'Cause I don't want, ′cause I don′t want
I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good′s expensive
I do it all the time
I don't really, I don′t, I don't
I don′t really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don′t say what′s on your mind
'Cause I don′t wanna know
And you're dating a new girl who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume
Wasn′t it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don′t really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don′t say what's on your mind
′Cause I don't wanna know
Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I′m admitting it?
We drop off the rental and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you money or are you mad I didn't mention it?
Dunno what you wanted but I know I couldn′t give you it
But wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don′t really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don′t really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what′s on your mind
'Cause I don′t wanna know
'Cause I don′t wanna know
'Cause I don't want, ′cause I don′t want
I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good′s expensive
I do it all the time
I don't really, I don′t, I don't
I don′t really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don′t say what′s on your mind
'Cause I don′t wanna know
Writer(s): Raffaella Meloni, Marshall Vore, Jake Luppen, Charlie Hickey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
