Goo lyrics
My mind is a little bit, a bit like gooAlways comin’, comin’ back to youI never had you, so I guess I couldn’t lose you
I’m good enough for your 911’sBut you bring her for all the funGuess to you, I’m not the oneTo show up for all the good times
When I go to bed, you make her coffeeI won’t pretend, it doesn’t hurt meShe gets your last, but I got your first, “Please”I don’t wanna, I don’t wannaI don’t wanna hear it(Don’t say it, they’re in spirit)
So-so-sometimes I pick you up from LAXAnd you talk about your exSo-so-sometimes you wouldn’t notice if I leftAnd I feel like an idiotI don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna hear itAnd I don’t want you to tell me that you’re come in spirit‘Cause honestly that’s more of a stopSo-so-so next time, go call a cab
Resting your head upon my chestHow God knows I tried my bestHow many people are there leftUntil I get to the good times?Last time I tried, I lost it, JesusHand on my thigh, take me in piecesI wonder why, I still need thisI still need this
So-so-sometimes I pick you up from LAXAnd you talk about your exSo-so-sometimes you wouldn’t notice if I leftAnd I feel like an idiotI don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna hear itAnd I don’t want you to tell me that you’re come in spirit‘Cause honestly that’s more of a stopSo-so-so next time, go call a cab
I go to bed, take me in piecesYou’re makin’ coffee, I lost it, JesusShe gets your last, but damn, I don’t need thisI don’t need this
Sometimes I pick you up from LAXAnd that’s what I regretNext time, I won’t even call you backGo call a cab
About Goo lyrics
Songwriters: Dallas Caton / Alex Veltri / Emily Mahin Beihold