Henri Purnell
My Turn
Best shoes on, smelling nice
Got you pretty flowers just as a little surprise, and my-
Palms sweaty going through my lines –
for a fucking hundred times
I’m outside of the bar that you really like and
It’s getting kinda late but I don’t mind
Oh I couldn’t be mad, even if I tried
Cause I really wanna make you mine
(Oh) I’ve been waiting for so long
Sick of being on my own
when is it my, is it my turn
When is it my, is it my turn
Don’t need more complications
No lessons to learn
I’m venting my frustrations
I’m stuck getting burned
When is it my is it my turn
Now you’re pulling up in the back of a cab
And I see that you’re with another lad
It was supposed to be just us –
so what the fuck is that?!
Letras de cancionesNow my stomach is sick
And my food got no taste
And my bloods boiling hot
As he touches her waist
And I’m getting so mad
can’t he just go away
Don’t you know,
I’ve been waiting for so long
Why does it always go all wrong?
when is it my, is it my turn
When is it my, is it my turn
Don’t need more complications
No lessons to learn
I’m venting my frustrations
I’m stuck getting burned
When is it my, is it my turn
When is it my turn
I’m watching everybody win the lottery lottery
waiting for triple 8 to call
I just wanted you to fall in love with me love with me
When is it my turn is it turn
when is it my, is it my turn
When is it my, is it my turn
I dont need more complications
No lessons to learn
Just venting my frustration
I’m stuck getting burned
When is it my, is it my turn
When is it my turn
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