shibuya Lyrics

This all means something much more to him

Trust me, I've played with their affections my whole life

With the good ones, it's not right

She wanna hit Shibuya, I'm down for the trip

I say, "I'm seeing through ya, I know what this is"

I rather see this through 'fore I see Japan

You bringing up my songs like I need a fan

Save it for the bottle

All we got is time but it's borrowed

Looking for our bearings, have you seen them?

Summer's when we lost them

Blinked for a sec now it's autumn

Watch the past fade with the seasons

I woke up to a mess you yelling that I'm an asshole

Not what you expect but you are what you attract though

I let you in my home, you complain it's not a castle

When I bring it up, you making it 'bout the cash flow

And tryna make it up to you is always a hassle

I told you, I'm not messing with these bitches, I'm a rascal

Rotten to the core, yeah I'm just a bad apple

Tell me what it's for, promise I ain't mad at ya

Cause I can't pick up the pieces no more

And you said, you need a reason, what for?

Yes one day, we'll find a meaning I'm sure

The scene is still pure

Let's even the score

She wanna hit Shibuya, I'm down for the trip

I say, "I'm seeing through ya, I know what this is"

I rather see this through 'fore I see Japan

You bringing up my songs like I need a fan

Save it for the bottle

All we got is time but it's borrowed

Looking for our bearings, have you seen them?

Summer's when we lost them

Blinked for a sec now it's autumn

Watch the past fade with the seasons

Book a flight to Osaka

It's no bother

Suitcase full of heels, she a showstopper

Heart dressed in all black but it ain't Prada

When everything fall flat, I just say nada (ahh)

You're tired of this and it's alright

I'm here for now but I'm not yours

Can't bear this weight on your shoulders

And I'd tell the truth, can't find the words

There's been a whole lot of Blonde on your playlist

So you know it's bad luck to try to talk this drive

Got a note, on your phone, "How to save this"

You want a Notebook scene, well I'm not your guy

And I know that it hurts you I can see it in your iris

You say I'm a treasure, I'll believe it when I find it

All those chances you gave me, I still don't know how to feel

I'm just trying to figure myself out and still

She wanna hit Shibuya, I'm down for the trip

I say, "I'm seeing through ya, I know what this is"

I rather see this through 'fore I see Japan

You bringing up my songs like I need a fan

Save it for the bottle

All we got is time but it's borrowed

Looking for our bearings, have you seen them?

Summer's when we lost them

Blinked for a sec now it's autumn

Watch the past fade with the seasons