Lời bài hát suitcase - ca sỹ matthew koma - album suitcase (single)

You look like Sundays with my ex

Sit at breakfast with your arms across your chest

Like a cross you were my trust around her neck til it hung her



My baby she was clinically obsessed

Our identity was physical but less

Every now and then her noise Inside my head re-entered



She said I remember loving you all of the good shit and all the bad shit too

I remember hating you For all the right things you never tried to do

I remember needing you Call me an addict, to your elastic moods

I'm packing every memory that we made in a suitcase



You're on a train I used to wreck

With the bullets of the least of my respect

I wish there was a shot I could regret But there isn't



Yea there were tongues I spoke in heat

That I never meant to say, or meant to mean

In the shop or when I see her in my sleep in visions



She said I remember loving you All of the good shit and all the bad shit too

I remember hating you For all the right things you never tried to do

I remember needing you Call me an addict, to your elastic moods

I'm packing every memory that we made in a suitcase





I know you hate it when I say I'm sorry But I'm sorry

Ohh

Ohh

Ohh



She said I remember loving you All of the good shit and all the bad shit too

I remember hating you For all the right things you never tried to do

I remember needing you Call me an addict, to your elastic moods

I'm packing every memory that we made in a suitcase

In a suitcase



You look like Sundays with my ex

Eating breakfast with your arms across your chest

Like a cross you were my trust around her neck Til it hung her


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