| Pepsi cola high, she left me for the night |
| Her head was on her shoulders, the rest was on her side |
| From blonde hair to brunette, from brunette back to the white |
| She hates the things I’m into, but into things I like |
| Steals her old man’s cigarettes when he’s in bed (when he’s in bed) |
| Feels depressed and gets arrested for the best (for the best) |
| Time alone to smash her phone and disconnect (and disconnect) |
| A hasty drama with a father and a friend (and a friend) |
| And she drunk-text one-four-three |
| Everything she knows she loves about me |
| Two-three-four-five-six |
| Different types of flavours left on my lips |
| Told her that I’d drop her home around nine |
| Think that both her parents knew that I was lying (fuck) |
| Quarter into my pint |
| Halfway into my night |
| Steals her old man’s cigarettes when he’s in bed (when he’s in bed) |
| Feels depressed and gets arrested for the best (for the best) |
| Time alone to smash her phone and disconnect (and disconnect) |
| A hasty drama with a father and a friend (and a friend) |
| Steals her old man’s cigarettes when he’s in bed (when he’s in bed) |
| Feels depressed and gets arrested for the best (for the best) |
| Time alone to smash her phone and disconnect (and disconnect) |
| A hasty drama with a father and a friend (and a friend) |