Got Weird Lyrics by dodie
Table for two, that’s all sorted
I played the man and you bought it
We’ll talk over glass like I own it
Give me an inch, I’ll postpone it
So take a deep breath, a big stretch baby
It’ll feel like a movie (Maybe)
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another – God, I’m my mother
Think it’s in my blood, yeah, I date like
Walmart bootleg boss bitch
Any chips or nuts for the hostage?
(So what the f- did I miss?
Why the f- did we kiss?) (Hey!)
I got weird when we made out
What a God damn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly I got shit to figure out
Baby, baby
Please don’t hate me
Call me up again, I won’t get weird
Babe, what’s the deal? Do you like me?
Why do karma and girls love to bite me?
I still wait for the pressure to ripen
Guess hot God damn mess is your type then
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another – God, I’m my mother
Think it’s in my blood, yeah, just sit there
Tell me I’m attractive
Is she a date or a captive?
And I dunno why making out just made me cry (Hey!)
I got weird when we made out
What a God damn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly I got shit to figure out
Baby, baby
Please don’t hate me
Call me up again, I won’t get weird
(I won’t get weird!
Oh, call me up again, I won’t get weird)
No one told me
Course I stumbled
Where’s the reference?
That’s the old me
God forgive her
Hyped it up
Grew a dream
Held your hand
Suppressed a scream
Oh, baby, please believe me
Let’s not make it deeper than it needs to be
I got weird when we made out
What a God damn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out
Clearly I got shit to figure out
Baby, baby
Please don’t hate me
Call me up again, I won’t get weird