Lyrics

Lover, won’t you come my way?
Let me use you as a vacation
My guts are malignant,
so cut me open, and get it all out
Lover, yeah, of course you can stay
Have whatever you wanna take
Yeah, it’d be such a privilege
to give you a spare key until we burn out
Do you love me?
Do you love me not?
When nothing feels real,
does it matter at all?
Do you love me?
Do you love me not?
So, are we gonna do this…
or what?
Lover, tell me secrets you got
How your parents made you so small and silent Make me feel deserving
of everything you don’t like talking about
Lover, I’ll be gone next week,
water all my plants and then leave
You’re so fucking perfect,
I hate you, and I want you out of my house
out of my house
Do you love me?
Do you love me not?
When nothing feels real,
does it matter at all?
Do you love me?
Do you love me not?
So, are we gonna do this?
Touch me like you’re gonna call me later
‘cause hey, we’re all gonna die young either way
Kiss me harder, I am overthinking
I’ve been trying to open up these days
I’ve been trying to open up these days
I’ve been trying to open up these days
Oh
Are we gonna do this?
Are we gonna do this or what?
Do you love me?
Oh
Do you love me not?
Are we gonna do this?
Are we gonna do this or what?
Are we gonna do this?
Are we gonna do this or what?
Written by: Chaz Cardigan, Max Hershenow
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