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Come into my life and jump into my bedThere'll be holding hands, there'll be faces redYou know it ain't fair, I've been working all weekGotta rest these eyes, gotta get some sleepYou're into music and you're OK tooI just don't know what I'm meant to do about itIt's not fair why i'm left with youAnd your holding hands, and your thank-yousTell me about your life and tell me about your bandTell me about your band friends that you see aroundI hear it ain't all chance, no it ain't potluckI'm listening, yeah, but I just don't give a fuckWon't say much 'cos the truth will hurtBut you can keep your mix tape and the T-shirtReally gotta rest, gotta get some sleepBut you keep leaning in, you keep whisperingBut I, I ain't even hereI'm just bored, I don't know what to do with my loveMeeting on the street and meeting in the barDrinks all day, more drinks at the barExcuse me please while I duck out backLetras de cancionesNeed a break from you, you cool with thatWhen I get back you're still sitting therePlaying with your phone and playing with your hairIt's really tough, I've been working all weekGotta get home soon, gotta get some sleepBut I, I ain't even hereI'm just bored I don't know what to do with my loveOh but I, I ain't even callingI'm just bored, I don't know what to do with my timeCome into my life and climb into my bedThere'll be holding hands, there'll be faces redI really only offered cos my place was closeI see you're drunk and me, almostWon't say much cos the truth will hurtBut you can keep your mix tape and the t-shirtReally gotta rest, gotta get some sleepBut you keep leaning in, you keep whispering From Letras Mania