Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spreadsheets and Love Notes, artist - Malaki. Date of issue: 04.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Spreadsheets and Love Notes |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |
| Catalyst to my pain |
| 12 months of artificial love |
| Straight down the drain |
| Yet the memories remain |
| Felt numb |
| My superficial touch |
| Still the same |
| Fall too hard and mind too fast |
| Hard to catch a heart when your grasp won’t last |
| Broken glass from the last one |
| Marks of the past on my skin |
| Thought I had one |
| A mad one |
| With mad love |
| A tad dumb |
| But man loved every second of the fake love |
| Type of girl that didn’t need no make-up |
| To make up what you wanted |
| Flaunted a set of eyelashes that would scare the haunted |
| And haunted was she |
| Smoked the weed to perceive the belief that I’m free |
| When realistically |
| She slapped my wrist for free |
| Arrest at rest behind bars |
| When she had the key |
| Another dude in solitude |
| Belief that I was happy |
| We seem to think the one for us |
| Is just waiting in the alley |
| When really our yearn for lust is just |
| The demons that we carry |
| The shadows that we fill |
| The void and the thrill |
| The mistakes and the pill |
| Xanex |
| Time we kill |
| Lies we feel |
| Ride to steal |
| But I dive in head first to the shallow |
| Dodge a bullet get an arrow |
| But it’s never black and white so listen closely as it goes like |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |
| Who knew I’d fall again |
| Besides the notebook and the pen |
| Poems that I descend |
| Inevitably the pen’s my only friend |
| Climbed a lemon tree to fall from life once again |
| Happened twice |
| I’d pretend it never happened |
| Cause a lover boy with no love |
| Is a mic without a rapper |
| But there she was |
| Sexy as she’d sketch me |
| Heart is as an artist |
| As she’d sip upon her Pepsi |
| First time in her room |
| 'Sorry it’s so messy' |
| 'You should see mine you’d be tripping |
| Over spreadsheets and love notes' |
| Never thought I’d love this heavy |
| Since the last one vexed me |
| A cut throat |
| Sweaty as she’d text me |
| Told me all her hopes upon a Dutch boat |
| Midnight temptations down a rushed throat |
| Gripped her by the waist |
| For a second I would taste |
| But the drugs only last till 8 |
| Guess I was too late |
| Guess I was too late |
| Cause when the uppers got you down |
| Downers got you up |
| Smile when she’s around |
| Pour the vodka in my cup |
| Mock her |
| 'That's enough' |
| But I was kidding |
| Fix her cuff |
| Two sinners with a taste for the night |
| Beauty at the skin |
| Fight the moon for the rush that we were craving |
| Running round the beats of a dark room misbehaving |
| I’d tell her that I like her |
| And so would she |
| But then it got me thinking |
| Was that her talking or the ecstasy? |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |
| Ring a ring a rosey |
| Pocket full of loose change |
| And a label call me lonely |
| Another issue |
| Another tissue |
| I guess we all fall down |
| I guess we |