I hear my phone buzz fake love
but I pull my punches
till you roll up half cut full of assumptions
but I guess you’re kinda right
I’ll fuck up and let it slide
all my actions are only just to please yours
my minds gone but I’ll still appear at your door
give my brain some space but can’t think anymore
here we go my god
it’s always anything for you
and my mascaras washed off
and I’m crying on the tube
I’d give away all my spare parts
if it means that I can lie on your heart
it’s always anything for you
I’ve got the windows down hands out drawing waves in the flow
gotta get myself out somewhere that you don’t go
can’t stop won’t stop i won’t give you control
had my own head but then you swallowed it whole