Lorde - Ribs

That drink you spilt all over me
Lover's spit left on repeat
My mom and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old

We can talk it so good
We can make it so divine
We can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time

The drink you spilt all over me
Lover's spit left on repeat
My mom and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old
(2x)

This dream isn't feeling sweet
We're reeling through the midnight streets
And I've never felt more alone
It feels so scary getting old

We can talk it so good
We can make is so divine
We can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time


This dream isn't feeling sweet
We're reeling through the midnight streets
And I've never felt more alone, it feels so scary getting old
(2x)

I want them back (I want them back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
Our own thoughts (our own thoughts)
Move 'round their heads (move 'round their heads)

I want them back (I want them back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
It's not enough to feed the lack (I want them back, I want them back)
I want

You're the only friend I need
Sharing beds like little kids
We'll laugh until our ribs get tough
But that'll never be enough
(2x)

But that'll never be enough
(4x)

Writers: Joel Little , Ella Marija La Yelich O'Connor

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