Letra de Your Type
Hop that fence if you wanna
Then dissolve into the nite
Ditch your friends on a whim
Later resurface in a fight
Kill the buzz with your decrees and conspiracy theories
I die on the inside every time
You will never be alright
I will never be your type
Gambling with your working visa
You’ve got something to prove
Take a photo of the Mona Lisa
Get thrown out of the Louvre
And with vomit on your feet
Clamouring bon appetit
Knew that I would never be your type
Hop that fence
Reason without rhyme
Let me state delicately you’re an O and I’m an AB