LIVE, RAFF, LOVE (Act I) cover

Buick Paroles

Raffaella (USA)

Album LIVE, RAFF, LOVE (Act I)

Paroles de Buick

You told me you miss me
And you think I'm inconsiderate
And you're dating a new girl
Who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume

Wasn't it sweet?
On the beach with our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know

Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I'm admitting it?
We drop off the rеntal and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you monеy
Or are you mad that I didn't mention it?
Dunno what you wanted but I know that I couldn't give you it Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good's expensive
Do it all the time
I don't really, I don't, I don't really mind

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know