Lyrics Say - JJ Wilde

Say

Pick up your old telephone and call your mom tell her what you're doing\nYour existential crisis makes you fluid, makes you human\nBut it don't compare to what you know\nGot a heart of a fool, yea a heart of gold\nAnd everything has a shelf life, baby, but you're not getting old\n\nSay, say\nThat you're sticking around even when I'm down\nSay, it's okay\nI'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough\nSay\n\nHop out of the shower I could look at you for hours\nAnd that shitty truck stop leg tattoo\nThat you got when you were high on shrooms\nIt's 4 in the morning, we're on the floor\nDreaming of places we can't afford\nAnd you know I'm not keeping score\nI got demons of my own\n\nSay, say\nThat you're sticking around even when I'm down\nSay, it's okay\nI'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough\nFor the night that we love and the fights that we have\nI would take 'em over and over again\nSay, say\n\nSay, say\nThat you're sticking around even when I'm down\nSay, it's okay\nI'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough\nFor the night that we love and the fights that we have\nI would take 'em over and over again\nSay, say\n