Lyrics Creve Coeur 1 - Hobo Johnson

Creve Coeur 1

Hi, says the girl with the right eyes
That pairs pretty well when she hits you with the soft smile
You can kind of tell that something’s going on
But she’s like a Skrillex song that never drops
She’ll never talk, she’ll never talk about the feelings that she felt today
Better kept it inside of a fence inside of cage inside of a safe
That’s safe for her
Cause they, they just hurt
And she don’t know why that God sauntered
I hope he’s trying
She said she said she said she said
She said I hope he’s trying
«Frank do you think he’s trying?»
Then I said «I don’t know»
But I asked her «What's wrong?»
She just nods her head
And then i asked her «What's wrong»
And she says
He was the picture perfect person, loved my mother oh so dearly
You could feel the love reverberate wherever in our building
If it’d feel the same today I wish I know
Sometimes you drive a car and lose control, into poles
Hold me closely
I don’t think you should love me
Always feel so lonely
Knowing that nothing will ever last forever
Sorry, Frank, you’re much too late, much too late
Sorry Frank, you’re, you’re much too late
Much too late (you're so late)
Hi, says the girl who doesn’t have time for relationship advice
Rather relationships at all
She holds her breath all day and fucking grasps for air every night
She promised she would love me for only till the morning time
The more that I engage in it the more that I am mortified
That I am just like every other shitty guy
And then bye
Says the girl who doesn’t have time for relationship advice rather
relationships at all
I asked her «What's wrong?»
I asked her «What's wrong?»
And she said
And she said
She said
He’s such a bummy crusty cruddy father fucking every girl he takes to coffee
He lied to mom in holy matrimony
Hold me closely
I don’t think you should love me
Always feel so lonely knowing that nothing forever lasts forever, Sorry
Frank, you’re, you’re much too late
Much too late
Sorry Frank, you’re, you’re much too late
You’re much too late, you’re much too
Sorry Frank, you’re much too late
Much too…