Favourites Songtext
von THE S.L.P.

She was my favourite
Yeah, she was my favourite
Well, she was my favourite
And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you′re on thin ice
You're on thin ice
You′re on cracked ice and on a slippery road
Now then, what's your poison? Are you even listening?

You sat there with your fish bites and your eye lids flickering
Taking photos of your side dish, you're so modern and you′re free
When I piece this all together, I said "this ain′t no life for me"
Can't you see?

Now I don′t know why I swiped it
Now I don't know what to do
Now I′ve got to spend my evening sitting here with you
There's a discrepancy in the bill, there′s a discrepancy in the bill
I think I paid too much (this ain't quite love)


She was my favourite
Yeah, she was my favourite
Well, she was my favourite
And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you're on thin ice
You′re on thin ice
You′re on cracked ice and on a slippery road
Where do I fit into this

Where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this?
With all your noise
Where do I fit into this?
Where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this?
With all your noise. Where do I fit into this?

Oooh she was in a hot mess
He probably wanted to see her in a hot dress
Hormones overflowing his mind is focused on other things like
When is it the time to initiate

Got a very big ego and pack of cigarettes
Order what you want but it won't be on my cheque
She was thinking about the future in her long term mind
Sucks cause he′s never been a long term guy


How the fuck did I just take the wrong turn, I'm stuck
This date is a slow burn, I just don′t learn
Tell me how the scenario doesn't come with escape plans
Need a little back door, she just chat more

Bout her dreams ambitions on a deep one
Talking bout the world and shit
Tell me what you stand for
Forcing a connection is a no no

Plus you look taller in your profile pic
How the fuck did I just take a wrong turn?
This date is a slow burn, I just don′t learn
Now I don't know why I swiped it

Now I don't know what to do
Now I′ve got to spend my evening talking shit to you
They ain′t your candles, don't blow me out
They′re not your candles, it's not your birthday

They′re not your candles,
It's not your birthday, so please don′t blow 'em out girl

He was my favourite
He was my favourite
He was my favourite
And I hope tonight it stays that way

She was my favourite
Yeah, she was my favourite
Well, she was my favourite
And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you're on thin ice
You′re on thin ice
You′re on thin ice
You're on thin ice
Thin ice
You′re on cracked ice and on a slippery road

Bring the bill to me