Lyrics Didi My Doe Part 2 - The Matches

Didi My Doe Part 2

D-D-D-Didi, you don’t…
D-D-D-Don't know how you lost me
And after almost two years
Y-Y-You lost me at «hello»
It gets worse and the worst
It just gets the best of us
It just gets worse and the worst
It just gets the best of us
D-D-D-Didi, this midwest address has made a mess of us
P-P-Pack up my bag
B-B-B-Borrow a couple bucks
B-B-Borrow's the wrong word
'C-C-Cause i’m not coming back
I got a lead on the job
From a cousin in Silverlake
So don’t just stand there and shrug
Didi, I’m turning the door knob
It gets worse and the worst
It just gets the best of us
It just gets worse and the worst
It just gets the best of us
Shit gets and the worst
It just gets the best of us
You know it gets worse and the worst
It just gets the best of us
D-D-Didi, this midwest address has made a mess of us
Oh and I know my doe is a little bit psycho
She wears her head inside out
And my doe, she looks alright though
With the lights low
With the lights low
It gets worse and the worst
(oh and i know my doe is a little bit psycho)
It just gets the best of us
(she wears her head inside out)
It gets worse and the worst
(and my doe, she looks alright though)
It just gets the best of us
Didi, this midwest address has made a mess of us
L-L-Los Angeles is less than I longed for
W-W-When awake in my car
D-D-Didi it’s you I miss
'Cause you’re smarter than not
I’m better than no one
Didi, forgive me
Do you wanna get married?