Slippers

Red lights
Turn inside my head
There’s no way
You meant a word you said
Can’t help but think
Your chivalry is bent
I'm so rude
Bad for you

Just take your numbers back
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you
I paint sweet nothings black
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you

Scared to live in this moment
Holding hands with you
Feeling like this love is just borrowed
You still follow
Clocks ticking past two
My slippers are gone
You should move on
Bippity Boppity Boo
'Cause I'm so bad for you

Just take your numbers back
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you
I paint sweet nothings black
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you

I must admit I feel it too
You’re only good and true
I must admit I’m split in two
And I’m nothing like you
I must admit I feel it too
Can’t see my weakness through
I must admit I’m split in two
Might be the end for you

'Cause I'm bad for you

Just take your numbers back
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you
I paint sweet nothings black
I’ll be on my way
I’ll be on my way
From you

I can’t, I can’t be
I can’t, I can’t be enough
I can’t, I can’t be
I can’t, I can’t be enough
I can’t, I can’t be
I can’t, I can’t be enough
I can’t, I can’t be
I can't, I
I can't be