Lines lyrics

[Verse 1]

Another weekend, oh

I was with my friends at a show

While you were sneaking, oh

You forgot you said you'd drive me home

So took a taxi home, cold and alone

In the dark on my own

So we're not speaking, no

Read between the silence on the phone

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off

But you're the kind of guy that gives nothing while taking it all

You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong

So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song

[Chorus]

Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh

And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no

Don't want your sorries now, and I cross them out

A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh

Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines

[Verse 2]

My girl was swipin' through

Funny how she came across you

So she swiped right on you

Didn't think you'd swipe right too

I've had about enough, losing trust

And there's nothing left to do

You put a hex on us

And you've got a lot to undo

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off

But you're the kind of guy that gives nothing while taking it all

You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong

So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song

[Chorus]

Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh

And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no

Don't want your sorries now, and I cross them out

A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh

Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines

[Bridge]

So this is it, your final strike

I've given you chances, you're a lucky guy

Love is pure, it's kerosine

Neither of us are perfect, but you are just being mean

So cross my heart, leave me to die

Stick a needle in my eye

Fool me once, fool me twice

One more time, then you've crossed the

[Chorus]

Line, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh

And I said I don't care but maybe I might

Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no

Don't want your sorries now, and I cross them out

A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh

Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines

• Artist:bülow
• Album:Damaged, Vol. 1 - Single